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my brain is useless. it is my eyes that run over the edges of your mouth, greeting the sky, when i watch you watch the birds fly towards their innocent idea of a home. my brain is useless. my ears hear the quiet sound of your laughter, when it tries to peek through a steady stream of my babbles. my brain is useless. it is my arms that i trust to not miss a single second of encapsulating your every word,    every glance,        every movement         that you lavish         on me. my brain is useless. it is my words that do not fail me -   i can dress you up in the prettiest allegories, the most mesmerising of metaphors, the most flattering adjectives. my brain is useless, but you have the power of rendering all my syllables an extravagant waste, an unnecessary hindrance, with one    single        word. (or maybe three)
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Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 2:16 PM UTC
NaPoWriMo #27 - no use for a cranium
my brain is useless. it is my eyes that run over the edges of your mouth, greeting the sky, when i watch you watch the birds fly towards their innocent idea of a home. my brain is useless. my ears hear the quiet sound of your laughter, when it tries to peek through a steady stream of my babbles. my brain is useless. it is my arms that i trust to not miss a single second of encapsulating your every word,    every glance,        every movement         that you lavish         on me. my brain is useless. it is my words that do not fail me -   i can dress you up in the prettiest allegories, the most mesmerising of metaphors, the most flattering adjectives. my brain is useless, but you have the power of rendering all my syllables an extravagant waste, an unnecessary hindrance, with one    single        word. (or maybe three)
Hbd anniv ♡ - 4 months/ 2 years
shivani-lalan
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Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 2:16 PM UTC
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