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BellaBugia — Night
Published: 2017-10-30 00:31:49 +0000 UTC; Views: 1050; Favourites: 8; Downloads: 0
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Every time I lay my head down I toss and turnAs if my body has somewhere to be
That I don't know about
My thoughts
Dancing to the symphony of your touch, unfelt
Still, the rhythm hypnotizes me
Longing
Is a slow and painful death
In which I die and am reborn
To repeat the next night
As if it were a ritual
Perhaps I know where my body is trying to go
After all..
Comments: 2
The odd staggering cadence of thy poem is strange, and yet, seems perfect for the wording of the chosen topic.
... I like it. 
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