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Always Ending hell mi. Male - 23 Years Old | impenitent thoughts fall like a heavy rain,
with a reminder of dropping pain-
into the blue iris of
your socially shy eyes.
i see my reflection
acting surprised.
pictured in your pupil,
and printed among the paper
parts of my mind.
saving these memories in the fold of my brain
may take some time.
but i'm willing to keep my feelings tight
holding you in my five senses,
through the familiar stretch of each night.
dreaming of a future together,
sleeping side by side.
waking up
to watch your eyelids hide
the tired indecision worn
over your socially deceived eyes. | | |
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