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You find her hidden in laughs.
She said something funny again and you pull her closer as you both break into hysterics.
- You're happy here and smiling comes easy.
You find her within compliments.
She brings sweet words and soft touches, pushing away whatever it was that was upsetting you.
-How does she do this? It must be magic.
You find her when you lay together.
The tv is on, you're watching a movie.The sound of the tv is drowned out by your talking, the lights reflect on her face.
-It's peaceful here
-She is to the very core what it means to loved without asking.
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~ HUMAN INTROSPECTION ~
Poetry~*~*~*~ ~*~*~*~ A collection of poetry and philosophical questions made to question the relations and views we have of ourselves and others. I encourage readers to explore themselves and allow their thoughts to run unfiltered while reading. I hope...
