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Love fiction

Submitted:Feb 12, 2008    Reads: 99    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

My thoughts
are no longer my own.
Now nothing
but a scrambled mess,
they take form
of tangled limbs
and heavy kisses.
A body that is not my own,
a voice never before heard
speaks your name
over and over again
as you vanish from my heart
and leave me emptied.


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