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Apr 2018
My thoughts are molasses
they can't seem to move
All I'm left with is sweet thoughts of you
Thick and black
Please come back
Thoughts of you stuck in the cracks
I see you in every frame I view
My observations have gone askew
Stuck- paralyzed- I need to see your eyes
Come before I crystalize
Written by
Great Pretender
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