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Nov 2014
talk to me,
There's no substance here

look at me
with all there is to fear

follow me,
I know I've no sense

cling to me,
in innocence

sing to me,
I need your music

kiss my soul,
if you must abuse it

hold my head,
when it's weighed down

with horrors and
truths new and profound

I need to feel you
more closely, dear

the dark figures are
circling ever near

you are the light
that much is clear

the light that softens
the toughness
of my petty fears

I need you here,
I need you near

I need you to hear
I need you here
get out of my head
EJ Aghassi
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EJ Aghassi  31/M/Palm Desert, CA
(31/M/Palm Desert, CA)   
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