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your untouched sheets are crisp and clean like a razor your vacant pillow floats on the bed before me like an empty lifeboat the absence of your breath is deafening you left me Nothing and now it is all i have i will cling to it i will nurture it i will feed it with what is left of me until it grows strong enough to consume me then i will be free of the Nothing you left to me
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Oct 27, 2010
Oct 27, 2010 at 10:38 AM UTC
Nothing
your untouched sheets are crisp and clean like a razor your vacant pillow floats on the bed before me like an empty lifeboat the absence of your breath is deafening you left me Nothing and now it is all i have i will cling to it i will nurture it i will feed it with what is left of me until it grows strong enough to consume me then i will be free of the Nothing you left to me
mark-grover
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Oct 27, 2010
Oct 27, 2010 at 10:38 AM UTC
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