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Wrapped in velvety cloth
distant, denied arms are replaced. Contemplation fought with delusion fear guides reality unlaced. Who will caress my arms in moments of tenderness? Who will kiss my lips with deep and passionate bliss? Deeper within creeps pain seeped with wrought in my heart. Tugged nostalgic stings play melancholy as art. Who? Who will be there to find me shattered? Who will see the mess that i have become? Who will pick up the pieces of me? Lines: 16
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