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Mar 18
Her eyes shone to porcelain
With a smile that devoured
Bronzed skin to a glistening crack
She was beautiful

I could only look from afar
Bite down on my lust
Bow my head
Dream of her scent upon me

Was I the fallen one
Madly in love with a sway
I couldn't think
Focus nor cry

The train left
Plumes of dust covered my face
She was gone
And I was forever lost
andy fardell
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