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Marcos Sisneros Feb 2017
Take my hand.
We will hold each other until
the world comes to it's knees.
After all, Its just you and me,
My dear.
Marcos Sisneros Feb 2017
What I truly miss,
Is your soft, gentle kiss.
Marcos Sisneros Feb 2017
He looked into his mind
  And there she was again.
  Standing,
  Right in the middle of
  All his thoughts.
  Cold, with damp clothes,
  Hypothermia racks her body.

He was unable to forget her...
How could he?
Marcos Sisneros Jan 2017
Everyone heard it,
And everyone saw it.
The crash came from
Within her lungs,
And shards fell from her eyes.

— The End —