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Jun 2014
your palm on my skin
twisted so fast
from the whole of your hand
to the tips of your fingers

it was the same with your love
twisting quickly

one moment it was
there
cautious
itchy and scratching never letting
me sleep

the next moment it was

light
airy
i couldnt tell if it was actually you
or just my imagination
i thought of this at 11 at night, the same time i think about you
Written by
clara p
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   Darius
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