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Invisible

She looked at him and saw her dreams.
He looked through her and saw his.

Posted on August 1, 2011March 7, 2018 Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged c.eve, dark, dark poetry, death, descriptive, experience, life, literature, loss, love, mad, madness, mourn, ofeve, poem, poet, poetry, prose, romance, sad, sadness, shadowofeve, thefirsteve, uncategorized, writing By shadowofeve

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