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Oct 2016
I fell madly in love
With just a silhouette
With all of the darkness
And none of the brunette
I fell into the pitfalls
Between all the lies
We were locked between dimensions
The third was our demise
She padlocked herself in shadow
The key doesn't even exist
No light can pierce this place now
No love could ever persist
Motion sick from carousels
But too weary to walk away
I drop another quarter in the slot
To chase apparitions for another day
Chris Thomas
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Chris Thomas  43/M/Knoxville, Tennessee, USA
(43/M/Knoxville, Tennessee, USA)   
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