REMINISCE

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– untitled two –

the ash gray eyes, that makes me froze
like ice,
the coolness of voice, leave me with no
choice.

warmth of breath, drives me like i'm
dead,
your presence is a masterpiece, that brings
fierce to all ears.

i wondered if it is the what so-called
love?
or merely an encounter on how to feel
inlove.

now i'm here, done watching you
from afar,
yet things to be clear, it's hard reaching
a star.

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