after long / my stare cannot escape your dagger notice / this would be / miles from the bay line / end of the road type of moment / behind everything i say / further / flung into / further / catapult me please / I can't hold space for you to know / times that i / offered what light i had in my hands / leave them / to wrap you in beams / to tell you it's alright / to tell you it's alright / don't forget you're all i / ever could / wish for in the dark
Based off of the poem "FORWARD MARCH" from the Fake Knife collection, all by Dalton Day.
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