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Apr 2013
My vision was blurred by darkness when I stepped foot into the apartment.
As my eyes adjusted,
I felt out of place knowing all the memory's that held the walls up,
were what tore his down.

As wonder filled my mind of the lifeless being,
who once wandered these halls was like,
the thought dropped from my consciousness
as I became aware of the soft body pulling me closer.
His warm fragile eyes held my gaze.

As he moved towards me,
his lips pressed against mine,
as I felt the soft warmth on me,
some type of switch turned on in both of us.
The moment flew out the door, when the storm flew the door open.
Anna McElroy
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Anna McElroy
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