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Jun 13
I remember yesterday,
walking down the street
with crooked trees dancing
and the sun burning down
from the heavenly
sky-blue and pink skiesβ€”

Crows and winds
screaming in laughter.
Surrounded by
a crowd of souls.

The one stood out.
Like a ghost
of nightmares,
he walked past
through me.

My heart skipped
an important beatβ€”
And there,
my heart bleeds
in blood and cold tears
from memory.
A person from my life is now haunting me
Paul Phifer-Deratany
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Paul Phifer-Deratany  15/M/Los Angelas, CA
(15/M/Los Angelas, CA)   
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