You.

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You.
first kind thing I seen, you.
Your eyes were so piercing, but they were unique one held the color of the ocean that kissed the sky. The other grasped the color of the meadows that went on forever.
My words were stolen for me as if the author of my story cleared everything to start a new. You, stolen the breath out of my lungs as if you planted a rose garden within my soul and it's climbing out and I'm picking the petals within me.
You, as comparison to the rest of humanity made my heart beam as if it was racing against time itself.

You. You make me breathless. Please, I'm begging you. Dont abandon the roses you planted within me.

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