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Nov 2013
flowers withering in forms of thoughts of you
steadily slow seeping through our intertwined souls
dried blood flaking off my lips to the sigh of your name
silent words dancing on our tongues we never share
subtle movements of dysphoria extricate from within
wrathful vibes linger in between figures of our wandering souls
unintentional loose knots of our hearts beneath our hands
swallowing hard at every particle clogged in our throats in the dark
our souls become one as you lay right next to me in silence
jat
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jat  meadow of daisies
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