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Mar 27
Sitting in room we used to waste hours in
Visions of past make my skull spin
No matter what I chase to distract from your face
Nothing strong enough to take it's place
When dark is when I suffer the most
Shadows ideal home for your ghost
Take me to place
Take into your arms
Imagining
Whole body warms
Return to your side
Return to your bed
Release from the torment inside my head
Written 2-22-21
Amanda Kay Burke
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Amanda Kay Burke  29/F/Alaska
(29/F/Alaska)   
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