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Dec 2014
I sit near your. I stare at you while you stare at the stars.
I admire you with deep admiration, then you stare at me.
I sunk into you and start dreaming.
I see it all, I can see the perfection of your skin and the smell of roses from you.
I, then lose myself into you and we make another eye contact, with another dream.
I lose you.. But I sense you behind me and then you hug me. My skin.. it feels so cold, like if the death itself was touching me.
I woke up from it, and you're staring at me. I look away to the roses.
I again can still feel you, but I don't see you.
I woke up again... This time death has abandon me, and left me in thisΒ Β and alone. I notice that, there was no you or us, everything was...
My greatest fantasy...

-TheJudas
Abimael
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Abimael  37/M/PR
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