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Always (not you) I met the shadow of you. Same dark hair, Missing something. Same dark eyes, Missing something. Same flawless skin. A smattering of freckles, And a jumble of the unexpected From the strength of your small hands To the energy in your smile… Her smile, Missing something. Breathing out, There’s more than a hollow in my chest. Reaching out, There’s emptiness in my arms. Feeling out— This reluctance in my heart. So much cold in this shadow When I sought you for warmth— Not you. I can blur the edges, But I’ll never have you. scrollers do it standing up... | ||
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