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Oct 2015
If we don't talk for a few weeks,
Our friendship might start to seem bleak,
But are you quite sure that is a reason
To go and commit blatant treason?

If you so easily lose your interest,
You will surely create a gap, a distance,
Between what you love and who you love,
And you might never rise above.

If I can't always make the time
To find your hilltop and to it climb,
Shall you assume that I am idle and lazy
Before considering that your ridges are hazy?

If they break my bones and tear open my scars
As they stab needles into my flesh and release my stars,
Will you still wait for me to come around
When you know I am debilitated on the ground?
moss
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moss  23/Non-binary/Void
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