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Apr 2019
When I die.

my
dreams
will fall
naked
unafraid
to your
eyes,

my conscience
sheathed
bare and
honest
to my
*******.

to find
rest
for my
weary
soul,

and
inhale
all in
this
evening
grace

that is
you,

and then
bleed
away,

unnoticed.

save the
feel of
you in
my coffin
bones.

as time
goes by...

as time
goes

I.....
Written by
Napolis  66/M/california
(66/M/california)   
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