Exit through the shape they drew #poem

Step by step away from you

Step by wrecks to get to gloom

Step by step I sing to you

May our fates forget us two.


Close the door on wishes who

Close to hearts forget us too

Closest words jump out to who

May stand close and paint us blue.


Exit through the shape they drew

Exit to the roses they threw

Exits crowd the plans I drew

May we survive all the hues.

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