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-Some Kind of Love

Please hurry and shelter this trembling boy.

His navy blue room is developing hot corners.

Nights alone are becoming regular bad dreams,

waking up to your empty and his soaking pillows,

touching air as he reaches out for your invisible arms.

He's waiting and without you, he is dehydrating.

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41tulips's picture

Don't dread on the past.. look forward to the future....

Natasha Dubois's picture

hey....this is a really good writ it is filled with emotion though short...in some odd way i can relate it things i am going through right now....even if the poem has nothing to do with that....it made me think and i thank you for shareing it :)