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Meghan Marie Feb 2014
Fog
Darkness brings thoughts of you
Over my concrete walls like fog
Cloud this mind
Move oh so slowly

Filling each valley with an unclear desire
Not a moment left untamed
Gently roaming and expanding
A thousand midnights yet, not one the same

So afraid of morning
Clean and new
But left behind, a beautiful sight
This subtle glimpse of you

Which lay upon each blade
To soak back through
To the core of my mind
So still and so confused

— The End —