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Nov 2013
He counts all my scars,
And ignores all my fears;
Holds me ever so tightly,
enough for me to bleed.

He throws his favorite questions,
the ones I always misread;
He drowns me out like water,
enough for me to plead.

But darling, we are not in love.
And we never will be.

But everything, everything-
everything you say,
everything you do,
that would make my heart
skip numerous beats;
everything I wished for,
and everything you would
soon regret.

everything, everything,
would tower out
like pillars in my heart;

I swear you and I
in my memory;
you and I, we’ll be
unbreakable.
Bianca
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