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Dec 2024
Your touch is deep,
When you’re inside.
Where can I sleep,
No heart denied.
Know where I been,
Cause I won’t tell.
No, it’s not sin,
Where tears don’t dwell.
Something you can’t,
Have for long lust.
Tried loving shan‘t,
God cursed to dust.
We try so hard,
To hold love lost.
Bleeding blood shard,
Dead eyes up cost.
Here pain no more,
Drained my dread gore…
Definitions of Dreams & Things XVI, Poem 3
Nickolas J McKee
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Nickolas J McKee  30/M/Wherever
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