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 Apr 2015 Chris
Lauramihaela
He told me
I was like a sunflower:
and I'm rather touched
that he didn't compare
me to a rose,
deceptive in its beauty,
but rather a flower
that constantly
follows the path
of the sun.
 Mar 2015 Chris
berry
3:56am
 Mar 2015 Chris
berry
body at rest - but
thoughts that rage
twisting & churning
varying spectrums
burning questions
"why did you wait
so long to tell me?"

m.f.

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