Is it possible that it came from 'her'? That shadow, standing in my room; in the dark corner.
I stare into her eyes. My body unmoving. Only my chest going up and down, due to my light breathing. I could only watch as 'she began to move into 'her' spot.
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Life Of Reality
PoetryPoems. From young to old. Happy to unhappy. Friends to family. Poetry to many lines of words. Only one author to write it all. ×××× Ranks: #27 in meaning
