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Nov 2015
Your eyes roll around
In their tiny hiding slits
Lazily taking me in
Enjoying all of this
Stray strands of hair
Black as the darkest night
Hang over your forehead
Like a drape hiding the light
Your fingers search for something
Like a vulture soaring high
Swooping down to steal me
Creeping up and down my spine
Your skin is pale as ever
You're thin as a corpse
But underneath the clothes you wear
There's hidden strength of course
I know it well and I dare not defy
There's a spark of something in your eye
When your face lowers
Closer and closer to mine
Your smell intoxicates
My dizzy dreaming mind
I can't tell if you're my dissociation
Or if my dissociation is you
So I'll hold onto spinning illusions
And tiny peeking clues
I'll cling to the warmth of a body
Breathing slowly beside mine
I'll wish upon the silent words
Exchanged through lost time
Nevermind
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Nevermind  22/F/Connecticut
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