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Wednesday, October 20, 2010

day ninety-four: cold as your soul.

i slept in a room
and dreamt of you
and i woke up
cold and alone
it was like being
in your soul

i slept in a bed
and dreamt of you
and when i woke up
i was cold and alone
it was like you left
behind your soul

i sleep and you haunt
my littlest dreams
simply hiding behind
someone else's eyes
and it's so cold
just like your
stone cold soul

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