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Skin to skin,Like a favourite past time,Thoughts that win,A loveable crime.
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Not really a poem, just a thought that kept repeating in my mind.
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Empty.Empty and cold.There's no heart in this bed,There's no you.White sheets of nothingness,Restless and scared,There's no you.Empty and cold.Empty.
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Touch me with your eyes,Kissed with words,Romantic goodbyes,Free like birds.My organs ache,Thoughts wander away,Love is awake,Words you need to say.I'..
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Light up my life,
Say cheeky things,
Enjoy my warmth,
Breathe the world out,
Drink my skin in,
Smell sweetly.
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Toxic and unnecessary.
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This was the first ever poem I wrote directly from the heart.
22 December 2013
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