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Oct 2014
One night I lost sight
Of you long before I fell
Under a spell of mistrust
No longer to the right
Of your still and quiet corpse
Wishing for just a little more
More of what you’re not
What you could never be
What you refused to give
To someone like me
So I screamed aloud for what became a year
Barely making a sound
Because no one ever came near
Now whispers crash in waves of echo
And a thunder none can hear
Still not drowning out
The fear that this is not a dream
Until you wake up
You cannot see all that I've seen
In the hour that I dreamt
To find myself alone again
Still not quite sure what it all meant.
This is an excerpt from The Acid Oasis: The Journal of Adrian Blackraven by Steven Sanchez
Steven Sanchez
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Steven Sanchez  M/Florida, USA
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