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Feb 2013
Your place in our bed
Is chilled and worn down
These restless fits own me
In these blankets I drown

My fingers travel the bed
Searching for your coat
Smooth and black
Then tightens my throat

I cannot take in breathe
I cannot sleep at night
I fumble in a sea of blankets
Hoping I just might

Might find your body
Fragile and small
In this sea of blankets
It is where I lost it all
Ellyn k Thaiden
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Ellyn k Thaiden  Amongst The Stars
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