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Apr 2018
I know you, I've seen you before
Why are you seated in front of me?
Your hazel eyes, so warm and calm,
but they're screaming of depression.

Pale skin, your cheeks are flushed,
your lips all worn and cracked.
I see you there all dressed in black,
but do you know you matter?

Your hand reaches out for mine,
it feels so cold, yet tender.
Graze my thumb over your knuckle
just to know you're not alone.

Not a person for miles, not in sight
It's just you and me.

Your hair in curls, so dark and chic
I can see it matches your eyes.
Why is it that you take away,
the loneliness and the pain?

Daylight breaks, the day is new
a wall is fogged in the distance.
I suddenly realise where I am,
then the heaviness resides within me.

That boy i knew wasn't there,
A figment of my imagination.
Reflecting moments, dreams all fade
And a sigh escapes my lips.

Open a wardrobe filled of black
It's time to continue the memory.
Asonna
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Asonna  27/F/Australia
(27/F/Australia)   
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