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staring at a window a distance of two inches away         the world outside     falling...     piece     by     piece     by     piece              buys              pieces              buys              peace                        by                        pieces                        it                        pierces           please------      all i have           in silence                  in hushes           your flushes                                pierces...                  one                  two                  three           then your smile,               all that is left...           no longer pleases... like puzzles they scattered                           all in pieces                so hard to place together          yet so **** hard to supress                    i hate it. if she loves me yet she loves me not             can't seem to fit.          i place in    all the moments        one by one        bit by bit                              altogether              infinitely                          tirelessly                 in repeat.                          every single smile              serene in capture       even the tone           of her song                     caught in record every flicker of her hair in my mind just like a screenshot               and even the blink       of her eyes            each individual dot...     she loves me?     she loves me not?                   the flashes         in and out   staring at the window       only two inches away...            listening closely------   she loves me?   or she loves me not?                  the outside world      like a breathtaking blossom      bald of petals...            falling                 piece                 by                 piece.
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May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 1:13 AM UTC
stop motion..c
staring at a window a distance of two inches away         the world outside     falling...     piece     by     piece     by     piece              buys              pieces              buys              peace                        by                        pieces                        it                        pierces           please------      all i have           in silence                  in hushes           your flushes                                pierces...                  one                  two                  three           then your smile,               all that is left...           no longer pleases... like puzzles they scattered                           all in pieces                so hard to place together          yet so **** hard to supress                    i hate it. if she loves me yet she loves me not             can't seem to fit.          i place in    all the moments        one by one        bit by bit                              altogether              infinitely                          tirelessly                 in repeat.                          every single smile              serene in capture       even the tone           of her song                     caught in record every flicker of her hair in my mind just like a screenshot               and even the blink       of her eyes            each individual dot...     she loves me?     she loves me not?                   the flashes         in and out   staring at the window       only two inches away...            listening closely------   she loves me?   or she loves me not?                  the outside world      like a breathtaking blossom      bald of petals...            falling                 piece                 by                 piece.
TORPE (Filipino slang terminology)----- the foolish process of supressing your feelings for someone because of fear
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Gender Fluid/Philippines
May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 1:13 AM UTC
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