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Oct 2013
why sleep
when i can
wander the streets
after dusk
on my own

I follow my demons
to a door
that leads
nowhere

silent and alone
because nobody
else seems
to care
if i will be there

so for now
I'll slip away
at dusk
and wait
for a phone call
that will never
come
Emma E Jones
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Emma E Jones
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