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Feb 2014
You lean in close to fathom
The tightly refrained edge of my grief
"Why hold it in?"
Little does he know the cost of that heeling
Eating away
At the joy that used to so easily come
Shhh
We may leave but our echo will remain
I am only human
These bones are just as heavy as your's
When light falls and the day weighs
Stacking the darkness in my favor
I would rather be memorialized in shadow
Then cast in unforgiving light
You're going to lose it, stopping suddenly mid-stride
Breath quicken, heart slam ricochet
With only the hazed memory of where my warmth used to be
I would make sure that you at least would get a proper farewell.
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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