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Jun 2015
I put my face upon my pillow to feel the coldness.
A face always prepared but unwilling to cry.
Only in my dreams do I see her again.
My human side displays itself through the haze of sarcasm.

They had stripped me of my walls.
My first real friends.
I miss them so, now they have vanished.
Leaving me to live out this nightmarish life.

If only you could feel my heart.
The piece of me that has been torn and ripped apart.
I find myself living out this empty life.
Back into the abyss of misery and pain.

Why am I living? I ask myself and close my eyes.
Time to fall into the ecstasy of her heavenly arms.
A life lived fighting the world in my solemn way.
She helps me forget myself.

We dance in the heavens as angels look upon us in awe.
Prancing among the columns, we keep each other jovial.
Nevermore will those frozen words "au revoir" be spoken.
Her eyes shine in so many colours and disappear into the blackness.

Now the birds chirp a hymn of sorrow.
They took away my love.
If only she would return and tell me a lame joke.
Maybe just for a brief second I wouldn't feel alone anymore.
I suppose a love you pick is more painful to see gone.
Shiyahumi Chouske
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Shiyahumi Chouske  25/M
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   Haley Lorish
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