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Nov 2013
Pacing the corridor
I see your face
In every turn
In every break

The ghost of my lover
The ghost of my friend

Please follow me
The bleakness of this colorless life
will break me with out you
desperation is devolution

My ghost I need you
Your vibration is evident

The change in my chest
The cringe in my body
The heat quickly leaving every fiber

Its hot… It hurts
the pain is deafening
A Mink
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A Mink
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