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THE DISTANCE TO HRISTINA

All the pretty little pixels.
The binary heroin, in cyber veins.
They conform into the pictures.
That give my digital fix for the day.

Why are we in writing?
Why are you so far?
When will I ever lay my hands,
to feel your beating heart?

All the beautiful ones and zeros.
The drug from plasma glow.
Still taunting me with distance.
The longing ,a hand gripping throat.

She talks to me in music.
I jade another soul.
She asks me what is wrong.
We dare not go down that road.

All the pretty little pixels.
My blood has turned to light.
Keep faith my Dear Hristina.
One day I'll wake,with you at my side.
Written by jaspersilence
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