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Dec 2009
In visions,
a coy smile and akward way,
sweet and ****,
on my side.

All my affections have been misplaced,
it has always been her.

Ive seen her shadows in other eyes and felt her tremors in others i touched,
but somehow i missed it and thought they were her.

Im sickened by her only being in my head.
Cry Sebastian
Written by
Cry Sebastian  Hanover
(Hanover)   
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