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jace Jul 2015
I can't believe you took my hand. Flowers danced and the sky cried. Clouds folded in on their own softness. I prayed to them everyday for you to notice me. The louder I yelled. The more you turned away. In the end.
- Silence - Patience -
Made you look - listen
- And stay -

- jacej -

— The End —