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written by: Any1mark



Your shadow is gone

Long lost embers turned ash

The crease you put in my life lingers

History nicely names the dead things

We consumed the others universe

Shredded the fiber of our beings

Ghosts with out haunts

Places lost to irrelevance

Your use for me no more

A quill left across a keyboard

Dried ink well holding stained memories

Messages time could no longer find

Affection left to rot in the snow

No Sun will thaw this

No hand will reach




Mark, a traveler with a working problem. I spend my time writing poetry, flash fiction, and taking pictures of the world. I have time because I'm waiting for the Ckeveland Browns to win a Super Bowl.

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