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Drifting Apart

These hands that write have lost their touch This mind that thinks Is lost These eyes that see the world around Are sheeted over with frost These lips that used to kiss you Are chapped without your touch These hands that used to hold yours Have grown cold without your love We have lost ourselves In old memories Clinging onto what used to be You and Me

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Date: 11/10/2020 9:47:00 AM
Deeply emotive first post Hailey.. Welcome to poetry soup..
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