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Mar 2018
i can't stand to hear your voice
because another whispers
in the safe conceals of a shadow
you other meaning
as easily interpreted as the looks
of your face that speaks otherwise
the way you always look left to walk right
or look happy when you're angry
luring me closer and closer
revealing everything once i'm too close to back away
the eclipse speaks as though i am some monster
too late
i realized this twilight's voice was my own
pluviophile
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pluviophile  17/F/silver wings
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