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POSSESSION
I can see you out my window Your cigarette glows As you puff gently from its filter. My vertical blinds perfectly segment you. Your face. Your chest. Your loins. I bring my bottle to my lips and dream. I bring my camera to my eye and shoot. Your legs crossed. Mine rigid. You laugh and go on with your perfect life. Yet I posses you. Your image. Your being. Your soul is mine. Click Click Sip Sip The glow continues to shine. The smoke continues to rise. And I will remain yours. Always.
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