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Description
I want fingertips, sure and steady, to rest on the shelves of collarbones and trace rivers back to their origin.

I'm tired of leaf litter and locked emergency doors. Flare out into the sunlight and leave the night behind. The stars aren't worth it when I am made of supernova remnants.

I need to believe in dream catchers or let my fingernails grow long enough to fight back.

The best kind of eager eyes will find me in the morning and undo the damage of a gift I didn't want to give. What I say will go and I say I'll be okay. You can hold my word as truth ("would I lie to you?") and I'll go back to sleep.

Description
I want fingertips, sure and steady, to rest on the shelves of collarbones and trace rivers back to their origin.

I'm tired of leaf litter and locked emergency doors. Flare out into the sunlight and leave the night behind. The stars aren't worth it when I am made of supernova remnants.

I need to believe in dream catchers or let my fingernails grow long enough to fight back.

The best kind of eager eyes will find me in the morning and undo the damage of a gift I didn't want to give. What I say will go and I say I'll be okay. You can hold my word as truth ("would I lie to you?") and I'll go back to sleep.