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Sep 2016
Keep your eyes on me, my love
The way I always find you in the crowded room
I have come to know the way you love someone
And you have seen what breaks me apart
It is only natural that your fingers reach for mine
While my words become your safety blanket
Have you not found me waiting for you all along?
Have I not found my strength in your arms?
Feeling absolutely blissful (aside from the **** thesis thing) for the past few days.
Violet
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