A bed stripped down to the mattress in an empty roomstatic echoing from where the sheets rubbed togetherwhere friction warmed the bodies that used to lay thereThe same static echoes through my bodythe hollow cavern that feels void of anything but the ache of what used to inhabit the spaceThursday, November 18, 2010
Distorted.
A bed stripped down to the mattress in an empty roomstatic echoing from where the sheets rubbed togetherwhere friction warmed the bodies that used to lay thereThe same static echoes through my bodythe hollow cavern that feels void of anything but the ache of what used to inhabit the space
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