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I kissed her 

in a thousand 

places 

 

 

She learned

to love

my many faces

 

 

But the last

 

The last…

 

She did not see

at all

 

 

I bricked it up

behind 

a wall

 

 

And there 

it stays

until it withers

 

 

As her

ghostly flesh

Coldly shivers

 

 

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◄ Equilibrium (a re-post for Earth Day)

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