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text reads: this doesn’t compare to the feel of your skin

text reads: this doesn’t compare to the feel of your skin















Tears

I had never seen someone look so 

unfailingly peaceful when they cried, 
like a quiet form of acceptance,
a form of natural progression.

When my tears spilled it was like a 
kettle with the lid too tight
bursting open,
flooding my cheek bones.

But you took my palms and wiped 
your skin clean 
and I placed my head on your shoulder 
and accepted 
that sometimes

it is better to let it all out 
drop by drop 
than to hold it all in 
and suddenly fall apart. 

— Colleen Michele








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