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Jan 2019
Your gentle hands carressing my cheek...
    You didn't realize what it meant to me to be near to you

When you touch that spot where I melt...
    You don't know that every time I look at you, the cold grey goes away

When you look at me from under long lashes...
    I feel like I've known you forever

'I don't want to live without you' I say...
    Little does he realize, that without him,
    Without him,
    There would be no me.
He is the invisible warmth, even when he's gone, keeping me safe from the world, my invisible blanket to ward out the cold grey of the Great Nothingness again
Written by
Katey
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