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Mar 2018
Shockingly bright skin
Black wrinkles and long flowing
Hair, and taking a
Purely unfailing grip on the
Window where I can't rest
I can't seem to be still
Nervous until
His fingers without nails
Eyes without depth
A touch as cold as his every breath
Reaches out to instill fear
Hopeful thoughts until he
Leaves you here
Dream 02-28-18
Ruby Nemo
Written by
Ruby Nemo  22/F/cleveland, ohio
(22/F/cleveland, ohio)   
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