Jan 2012
I don't know if it
was a hallucination...
you were here
in this room,
your hand caressing
my face...
then your hand opening
the door
and you leaving.
I still don't know...
was a hallucination...
you were here
in this room,
your hand caressing
my face...
then your hand opening
the door
and you leaving.
I still don't know...
Written by
Adelaide Caron Dyson
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