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Already his

erratic thoughts run wild
my brain pulsating with unruly life

death - so inviting
an idyllic image anchored in my mind
of secret glances & romantic dances

he awaits me
patiently
till last breath ~ soon

this life, this world
I won't miss

carve my name into stone
I am already gone
I am already his



 

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