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fuck all.

I can bite this blanket     
and scratch at my throat     
but I can't stop these guttural laments     
that consume me daily.     
I can't ever forget the impact    
but the memories of your hair,      
voice and scent are all evanescent.      
Would I even recognize it if you      
somehow fell from the earth's atmosphere      
and screamed out for me?     
Still I yearn for you.    
I always will. 
Written by SychophanticSlag
Published | Edited 25th Dec 2012
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