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I sat in wonder for the first glance, but the last was only that of a fainted and faded heart puzzled by words that continously go in circles. Its a state of bewilderment that loosely covers my emotions and expression. Devised into my composure as I stood breathelessly. Maybe it's just I've never forgotten that kiss in the parking. But with every check of the watch and as time ticks on it seems growingly going to waste. I just need a brace to hold myself up on. Because wings are for angels, and we both know that I'm far from it. And growing even farther from you. I just have to make my last stretch and dieing ascent towards you because it will be my last.