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[nikitakat]

At a constant pace
I think of you.
Some thing will never
Change.
I try to remind myself
Of all you did
That was so wrong,
Then I remember how you held me
In your arms
And I knew it was right.
My thoughts always
Lead me to your eyes.
Just when I feel the linger end,
The plot thickens
And I can almost smell
The tension
Between the two of us
As their names
Seem to lose meaning
By the second.