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Sense {non} (Free verse) by Skamper
If hearts can be pounding, chasing blood to outer reaches- how can legs now feel so weak.. -and tell me- where does the aching -go- when your hand brushes past the wetness of my cheek If questions were never shared and hearts always spared? Would the pain be directed or somewhat deflected by the ice residing in my veins

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nentwined::16January 30, 2015 1:39 PM PST



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