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Dec 2018
Bright eyed boy
with stars littering
his midnight sky mind
I could never tell him
how he meant the world to me
Or the way it took everything in me
not to run and wrap my arms around him
All I want for him is clarity
but that is no something obtainable
with my moonlight beams blinding him
so I try to create distance
I try not to fall into the gravitation
Of his orbit
but it has never been my nature
to run away from the things
that set me on fire
but I will not give into my desire
of the feeling of skin against skin
and lips intertwining
not when it comes at the cost of his sanity
Written by
Hannah thomas
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     Fawn and Johnny Scarlotti
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