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Mar 2020
Look at me again
with those guarded eyes,
freckled with bitterness
like glitter, and the forgotten love you can still taste on your tongue.

Do you breath a sigh of relief, now that you're gone?

My want is an ungranted wish
Since my words shot down all of the stars
That you once cast your gaze upon.
Hopeless Outlet
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Hopeless Outlet  34/M/NYC
(34/M/NYC)   
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