Hymn For A Hollow Heart
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You came like a rumor under streetlamps and rain A thin silhouette that begged the cold to stay I kept a small bible on the table—empty prayers inside— And learned to read your name between the lines You smoked from someone else’s grief and smiled like a saint While I practiced being faithful to the shape of a complaint Sing to me, my love, in the voice of knives and wine Call me by the fragile…