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Jan 14
Tracing these fingers
along your pretty face
why you've graced me with your presence
I could not say

I am undeserving
to say the least
and no matter what you say
it's hard for me to ever believe in
any of the good you see in me

you wake and your lips form a smile
I freeze for a moment
but eventually figure out how to with my face
I'm still not good with showing genuine feelings
I feel broken but your smile does something to me
untangles my insides and makes me feel
like I can breathe

I am undeserving
to say the least
and no matter what you say
it's all I can believe in
is that I love you
and for some reason unknown
you also love me
I lay and wonder
Hopeless Outlet
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Hopeless Outlet  29/M/NYC
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