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Jun 2016
i am not sure just how insane
or what type of insane
it is, how i still obsess over you,

i am not so sure
that you and i
will ever even talk again.

but i will fall over dead
you've been burned into my Eye

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gravity,
our two stomachs in the same room,
here in this room even pull
just at the thought. levity,
your smile pulls my chest up
towards the sky.
Written by
Sometimes Starr  Another place
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