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Gone Girl

Gone Girl

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My confessions went in vain,

Perished dreams made me psychic.

All my themes made a toilet paper poetry.


Beyond time, place and all mortality,

I saw her smiling face for the last time.

Her eyes reflected my face.


At last, they shut; forever.

Mingle with the quiet of her sky.


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