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May 2020
Cry
I want to make you cry, he said;

not by breaking your heart,

but by showing you the beauty
that you hold behind your eyes,

that I see every time
I look at you,

that I know you cannot see
for yourself
Emma Elisabeth Wood
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Emma Elisabeth Wood  F/UK
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