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Jan 2018
I was prepared to share
my dreams with you-
but that alone
would not do,
you had to own me.
through and through;
you had to have it all...

so instead you crept
into my head;
day-by-day stole
my thoughts away,
until there was nothing left of me
but a hollow, sorrowful shell.
kahel
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kahel
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