Cuddled pillows 

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my cross sinks in the sea

Mouth full

The salty waters are tears…

Of a broken self

Trapped in the illusions…

of coloured sunsets

the moon never rises

Ecstasies of stale kisses

Your breath of tobacco,

burning in my lungs

Butterfly wings smoke in the sun

Coloured ashes are memories carried by wind

The tattoos are fading…

arrow hearts bleed dry

Cuddled pillows never get warm

bed

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