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Mar 2011
To the left I trace a silhouette,
Your heart once beat to keep the rythym.
And this song plays so far from in tune,
As distance strikes me across my heart.
A window to an unruly world,
And my memories as smooth as your skin,
My lungs fill with oxygen,
Though I tremble as Heavens poison me,
Hot and sweet, traveling down my throat,
and 'Miss you' Is all I wrote,
A kiss waiting on my reddened lips,
Our forever dressed in pure disguise,
Only sleep can sane me.
Tiffany Bourlet
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