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Sep 2014
It was dark.
The smell of rain filled the air.
His bright devious smile
That outshined all the starts in the sky,
Was the only thing I could see.

His touch was poison.
His lips were infinite.
His taste tainted my tongue.
His voice was like a song.
His heart was mine.

It was dark.
I was all alone in my room
Tear drops staining my face
Listening to music and my laptop screen
Was the only thing I could see

His touch was no longer felt
His lips were no longer met mine
His taste no longer lingered
His voice was a song no longer sung
His heart was no longer mine

Before I could think
Everything was gone
Maybe it was all just a dream
And when reality hit
It had hit me hard

Before I could blink
He was gone
Maybe I never had his heart
And It was all just a game
That I had lost
Ruth Willis
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