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Mar 2012
Through your eyes. I could save the world.
Leap across tall buildings and catch crashing planes.

But that look, Empty?
                                    Contemptibly?
Cuts deep,
                  and stops me dead in my tracks.
I was helpless.

A smile to die for,
                              I'd die to see one last time.
Written by
Alex J
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   Chrys Pages and bethiem
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