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Another night of
haunted dreams;
you’ve left me,
but you won’t leave
me
alone.

alone and trembling
without your warmth,
I am an ice box
waiting to be
either
hacked and sculpted
into your desired piece
or
melt away to nurture the
garden.

I am certain that
peace will never
find me again,
and
how could I
even
begin
looking…

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jonathandeanrichie

Recently moved back to the States after living 16 months in Vietnam. I write to remove the thoughts trapped in the cobwebs of my psyche before the spider envelopes me whole.

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