The Corpse
She laid quiet as a mouse
not wanting to be seen or heard
but it was impossible
not to see her milky white skin
as it glowed in the darkness
she could feel the warmth
of his presence
as he lingered so close to her
but never touching
she was a ghost to him
someone he imagined
to keep company
on nights like these
little did he know
that she was all too real
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