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May 2013
I'm scared
that loving someone more than you know how to
isn't always enough.
And if I could
I'd kiss away the doubt and veils
but my lips are too sore.
So I'll keep them in a line
and send hope through the shards of my head
and pray it doesn't shatter.
Alane
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Alane
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