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I cannot love him
His lips were like ghosts
 haunting every inch of my skin
 Always hovering but never to touch
 Cold, stale breath fanning over
 my face
 
 Lanky fingers raise the hair
 upon my arm, tracing; grazing
 the translucent scars that litter my body.
 Soft buzzing flows from your 
 mouth, hums slipping from
 the source of my destruction
 like an electric fence that I 
 dare not cross.
 
 Do not fall in love with someone
 who is dead inside.

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