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Dec 2020
When I see you the beat of my heart can be felt on the other side of the room
My temperature rises, you make me hot
Staring in your eyes they sparkle with grief, you are a sad soul who knows he’s beautiful
An illusion of void that knows he’s full.
When you speak you are shy but yet know
you are wise.
Boastful of apathy but knows he is hurt
How have you become so numb?
Written by
Sophia Grace
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