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Aug 2015
I
me

i miss you even when i'm with you
i want you to myself
i'm only me when i'm with you
i keep it in a jar on a shelf

you

you breathe new breath into my life
sometimes it's hard to swallow
the brush of your body makes me high
you're so beautiful when you smile

us

two bodies, minds, but just one heart
how cruel our fate can be
to keep us close but yet apart
for all eternity?

me
just me
well maybe
Bea Hastings
Written by
Bea Hastings  new york city
(new york city)   
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