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Sep 2014
I spoke in nervous tones
On the day of your death
And found myself lacking all sensory depth

Some time next Spring
All the flowers eroded
And I couldn’t care less

I looked at my reflection and saw everything I hated
In the form of where you used to stand
And what was now left in its place

Gaunt and bitter
I adorned your absence
Like a crown
Hollow as my chest
1:03am, September 15th 2014

I've not filled it since.
Akemi
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     Randy Bryte, ---, mzwai, C Davis, Tammy Boehm and 10 others
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