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Feb 2016
It's been awhile but still

I wake up entranced

Stuck on your mannerisms

Locked in a dance with your memory

Like you could pop in any minute for dabs

Sorry my heart is so weak

I wish I could rekindle my inner fire

If only just to call you back into my life

To douse it again

Suspect that certainty

You cut me so deeply

By mistake

In passing
Only time will tell me if your fated to be a curse on me, a blessing hard earned or just a memory well burned into my mind.
John B
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John B  28/M/Within The Omniverse
(28/M/Within The Omniverse)   
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