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5. Seeking Solace

My back against your grave
My eyes scanning the stars
My feet tapping to nothing much
My fingers tracing my scars.

My cheeks covered with tears,
My breath is short and quick,
My arms shaking, although no breeze
My tongue, a popsicle licks.

My hands, now locked in prayer
My mind, encased in you.
My parents send me to a shrink.
To get rid of you too.

But, i need you, here with me.
If there's one thing i can't do,
It's find a way out of this mess,
A way to get over you.

madhatter

@madhatter

~Lose Yourself In My Imagination~ >This Way To The Rabbit Hole, Alice!>

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