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unnamed
Poems
Jan 2018
lingering
your skin was weaved from moonlight and glistening dust,
that danced with the fireflies
and painted empty canvases atop empty canvases.
sometimes in the latest of nights,
i can still see a fragment of your soul,
illuminated on the silken sheets.
#love
#memories
#broken
#missing
#hope
#pain
#hurt
#sad
#night
#soul
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