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Apr 2014
This girl has consumed my thoughts
As she’s done multiple times before
I think of nothing else
But the way she bites her lip
Ever so tentatively

She doesn’t notice
How I gaze at her whilst she rests
The simplicity of the moment
As if all of time stands still
It’s just us now

What has become of me?
How have I let her in?
Deep within my soul
Where she’s claimed her home
“Safe,” she tells me

She burrows her face in my neck
I lace my arm around her frame (so frail she is)
“Please don’t let go,” she pleads
I purse my lips and murmur,
“I can’t.”
She has never left.
pluto
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pluto  sweet nothings.
(sweet nothings.)   
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