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Gabby Buensuceso Dec 2019
Numb, Intoxicated, Lost

in that risky playful night

Words you said were from the heart
no, it was from your mind

Unexpected, Mind-blurred, Lost
in that VIP sofa seat
with all our heart
brushed your lips against mine

Single night, Single heart, Single mind
his words fell into my lost heart
I still remember how it felt
should have first doubted it



I’m the heart,
he’s the mind


I lost,
but he never won
Gabby Buensuceso Dec 2019
every petal is a conclusion,
but it would be killing
a field of beauty
just to feel more of the pain
than satisfaction
...over and over again
Gabby Buensuceso Dec 2019
Hoping to fix it
Hoping to be fine
Hoping for your love
...to be back

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