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Feb 2017
This is the part
Where you and I become
Something
Whether it be
We, us, our
Or just a memory
Passing in the breeze
This is the part
Where we meet
For the first time
In 4 months
The part where just friends
Is just a safety term
If I look at you
Will I feel it too
Will you make my heart jump
Like the dynamic we used to have
Or will it ignite flames of the past
I'm in critical condition
I can't afford to inhale more embers
Written by
Ali
198
   Glass
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