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Mar 2015
you've
knocked the air from my lungs
lit fragments of my heart
and made me want to be wanted

you're
slowly stealing parts of me i never realized i still had
meanwhile i'm still busy stealing glances
i found this in my old poetry notebook from a year ago
i am still hung up on the same boy
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