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Apr 2013
It's on days like these when life is rushing in at light speed
and I am breathing in Carbon Dioxide instead of air.
When the world is unbearable and
I'm stressed from the giant rock of fate.
That I think about you laying next to me
with open heart listening to my soul beat.
Your hand holding mine - pulsing it,
reminding me of the patterns of living and
looking into your eyes and feeling that pain could never exist
when we are looking at starts together
You are the heal, and I love you more than the sun
And I kiss your nose.
But, I miss and hit my empty pillow.
emma joy
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emma joy  CT
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