Soft Suffocation

July 20, 2010
By JordanSB SILVER, Anoka, Minnesota
JordanSB SILVER, Anoka, Minnesota
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Swiftly you steal my soul, and
Hide it within your shadows.

Your history is a whip, your
Fingers locks and chains.

A whisper escapes your lips, and
Hovers as smoke about my head.

Mystery is your depth;
I am in solitude, drowning.

The author's comments:
This was written when I was struggling to understand this girl in my life who had such a massive history and had done so many things that I was having a hard time getting over it.

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