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Poems
Oct 2020
corpses
I sleep with his dead body
he's so warm
I imagine his breath hitting my face
in my mind
it's a loud room
his whispers linger
in the dark
our bodies dance
around the fireplace
I'm not afraid
he's almost there
I'm almost there
we're almost there
I'm almost there
he's almost here
we're almost there
almost there
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