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Oct 2014
no longer do i look into anyone's eyes
they all hunger to be followed
like lights to flies
lies- they all thirst to be swallowed
i end with just my sorrow

i won't look for love tomorrow
nor did i yesterday
i only awake to wish to dream away
but my dreams are a dark place, too
my sweetest dreams are haunted by the presence of you
Brooke Dunsmore
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