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Jun 2016
You came to me in a dream last night.
You stood there just as if you were the
Empire State building

My breath caught in my throat,
Like those pesky popcorn kernels.
My face bled all of its
Color away.

You kissed me without a sound.

Instead of your kiss exciting me,
It disgusted me.
I hated the taste
And the smell of you.

Deli meat filled my nose
And I almost fainted.  

At one time I would have
flung myself off a cliff for you.

Now I would gladly
Sprint in the different direction.

You lose the right to come
to me in dreams
Or even touch me.

Just stop it.

You had tortured me enough.

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Angelique Paolucci
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Angelique Paolucci  27/F
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