it's in that spark,
like a strobe--
so quick, so strong--
that i'm burned
by the reminder.
it's like a needle prick,
sucking my gasp backward:
you chose me
out of this sea
of pulverized perfections.
it's a wonder that
i didn't crumble.
like a strobe--
so quick, so strong--
that i'm burned
by the reminder.
it's like a needle prick,
sucking my gasp backward:
you chose me
out of this sea
of pulverized perfections.
it's a wonder that
i didn't crumble.
-Jordan Walters
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