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Undeserving
Sometimes..When I hear the comments.The compliments.The heart persistsin growing cold.I draw inside myselfand coat my hopesWith biting words;colorless fantasies.The scenarios play.The ones that leave
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It Yearns.
Would I be wrong to ask for nothing more? To hold you with my iris', to skim your skin with my gaze. I've never seen faults so beautiful,scars so dazzling, ...