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Letters linger on her lips like lullabies I think I've drowned a couple times Inside her opal coloured eyes She could do something as simple as sit down With the grace of Olympic dives A perfect ten photo shutter finish on her cocoa butter thighs

Strolling down the dark, muddy streets

The somber yet warm city lights brighten up the dull alleys

A flurry of people coming in and out of divergent structures

It is at these nights only that I feel the everlasting emptiness which tends to claim my soul

The moon glistens in understanding

Its ethereal glow is a blanket of comfort

Thin droplets of water start to fall gently

The murky atmosphere starts to thicken 

Seeing families and new couples

Fills my heart dark with resentment