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Sasha Sep 2015
Pupils dilate, skin bleeds at the absence of your lips. The floor slips from under my feet as the clouds welcome me. my breath leaves me as your blue eyes devour my body. Thoughts of death replaced by you. the stars run out when i'm with you. the trees conceal our love. closed doors and closed love. silence when we are around others.
but with you, silence doesn't exist.

— The End —