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By Anonymous

   

A cool pillow

Bathed in lonely tears.

Quiet wind

Skimming across the dampness.



Another sleepless night.

A pale moon's smile

Offers no comfort.

One more empty face.



A wooly blanket.

Illusion of warmth.

Cold to the touch.

Never a friend.





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on Apr. 5 2011 at 7:28 pm
silence-is-loud GOLD, Chicago, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
FLOAT LIKE A BUTTERFLY, STING LIKE A BEE- MUHAMMID ALI

Just beautiful. Amazing.