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by Liona
Rated: E · Prose · Relationship · #2157379
I keep watching television
until It's so late my eyelids close
and I don't have time to see you

waiting for me while I think on ways to forget
you don't look at me the same.

You come to me in visions, return to me in waves,
we used to love each other
but destruction is all that's left,

enyoyable at first - now I need It to end.

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