RHYTHM

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Our love was in waves,
A constant in and out of need.
It might have worked, had we had the same rhythm,
But the chaos only made us bleed.

But I feel my soul awaken
When only I am with him
Even if our timed wants are off, somewhat,
Our hearts beat at the same rhythm

And, right now, I need him.

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