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Nov 2013
In solitude,
The illusion fades.
A haunting symphony
Fills the silence with sorrow.

Cloaked in darkness,
He comes.
Pale hands emerge from the shadows,
Caressing the shattered pieces of my existence.

Calm,
Soothing,
He whispers.
Soft breath lingers on my skin.

Sweet murmurs
Embrace me with promises.
To stop the hurt,
To stop the tears,

*To set me free.
KG
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KG
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