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Feb 2013
Every day I run
out of words
to say

I love you
is empty (void
of cruxes)

you hollow
my heart
to mere
muffles (deadened poetry)

I wrap my
hands in the silence (a
peace) of you
Jagger Bowers
Written by
Jagger Bowers  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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   lucy anne
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