A/N: Cheese, cheese, and more cheese. (I'd tell you I'm sorry, but I'd be lying.)
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it's hard not to look over at you, with your clear, sky-blue eyes and dark eyelashes that fan out over your cheekbones when you duck your head. it's hard to look away, when you speak to me with your sweet voice and colored cheeks and knowing smile. you are beautiful, so beautiful, and I did not know that mere boys could be so beautiful but here you are, somehow, here with me and I must be the luckiest one on Earth, for you are a sprig of lavender found in an errant crack in cold sidewalk and you warm my heart in an instantaneous manner -- an effect no one has had on me. you are beautiful, and you deserve everything.
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Poetry☾ This is a book of drafts of dorky, hopeless poems, poem-ish works, and rants that usually make no sense whatsoever. I hope you enjoy reading them just as much as I enjoy writing them. ☽ Copyright © 2015 by something1d, all rights reserved. Poetry...
