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Aug 2013
With these words, I find him in my head
They are my salvation.
When I need to find a way to him, I write instead
He is my creation.
Please don't leave me, hungry words
My appetite, not met, at bay,
Without you, there are pictures in my head
I won't turn them to words
They need to stay unsaid.
Amanda In Scarlet
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Amanda In Scarlet  London, UK
(London, UK)   
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