i thought you were beautiful
but you've been lost amongst
a thousand black and white prints.
i swear that i would read
and re-read your words,
in order for you to live on.
i told you that you were
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don't make a sound. listen. my heart is stuck on playing figure eight. when you close your eyes, do you see the circular motions too? and oh how suddenly everything seems lifeless when you are gone. only leaving insecurity to bind itself within my 400 count egyptian cotton sheets. i wish i could know what you felt. goodnight. goodnight.

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