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Your presence

Is the kind that lingers
On faded walls
With peeling paint
Where a framed picture
Used to hang

Deafening silence
Bouncing off corners
Reverberating
Filling the spaces
Of empty rooms

It's always there
Like a festering wound
That never heals
I feel it through
My very core

-soulhearts

Your presence Is the…

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    Rachel09

    omg! did you write this?? over 5 years ago

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