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Feb 3
I only miss you late at night, in the comfort of my own room
since you've been gone
I've slept next to the most similar soul to you I could find
He sleeps every night to the sound of rain and thunder
I've found comfort in this because since you left I've become a storm
but he admires this about me
all the chaos you couldn't handle
he does with pleasure
He tells me my soul is a deep lilac color and he feels it when our skin touches
I've never been admired like the art my hands create
I haven't cried about you since the day I hung up the phone
not one single tear I think you deserve
I would wish you the best but I am too far away to touch now
Aaliyah Bella
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Aaliyah Bella  19/F
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