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Nov 2015
She sleeps in my red light
While I sleep alone
With someone
I know about empty wells
Alone I'm in a group
Alone I'm in a crowd
Singing all my songs
I'm a forsaken shepherd

So can I kiss you on the forehead
And lay these demons to rest
While the most important things
Make me smile
An incomplete poem that feels complete. If you know what I mean
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
(charlotte NC)   
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