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Aug 2015
We stand back to back
eyes closed
hands pocketed
hearts filling with the black air.
I sense your attention drifting
in clouds
surrounding me
begging me to dream.
I must escape your poison
atmosphere
smelling of love and
infinity.
I must sever the threads
of one-way desire
that bind me to your
luring shadow.
I deserve to love someone who loves me
steven
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