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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1696563
This opens into the depths of my soul.

He runs his fingers along my porcelain skin
Pausing among the mountains of the map
Which is myself.
I can see the sadness in his eyes
and my soul overflows with guilt
And I wish I could take it back.
Return the water.
Erase the mountains.
Become the valley of peace
Which I once was.
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