Nonpariel

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A heart that glows with the warmth of the sun
A voice that shows the opinion of one
A face that shines when it sees yours
This place is something that you adore.
You see, their face make it's way towards you
You meet in the middle of a dark room
So far, yet so close
The usual romance movie trope
But when I look back, all I see is fear
A sense of loneliness and despair
Melancholy is all around
In my head and scorned into the ground
"I'll never compare to the stories," my implotic brain says to me
Because i dont think I'll ever find "the one"
And i dont think i could ever be nonpariel

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