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these are the boys,

i. the ones with arms blanketed in deep cotton sleeves, with melting chocolate sitting in a heart shaped box, with flowers wilting at 3 am.

(they don’t realise the person who needs those things most are always right beside them)

iii. the ones with eyes the colour of burnt charcoal and hair like a ragdoll’s, they call these “toys” because that’s all anyone wants to do with them, play.

(they only have kisses everywhere but on their lips and a cold in their chest)

vi. the ones with multicoloured candies in their mouths, and hearts that slow to a gentle beat, a pain in their chest, a bullet to the skull

(they mark this as cowardice, they don’t know that they’re broken and bent. With tattered wings)

x. the boys with heart’s like stars, bright and brilliant, maybe even beautiful, but when they go off, everything will burn up with them.

(to ashes, to ashes, they all fall down)