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ᵀ ᴱ ᴸ ᴱ / vision



i started to think he was mine.
my penny eyes, on you they shine.

this is not a dateline, i don't bluff.
i'll create a story, believed by ( no one )
everyone, and sure enough
you'll fall in love with me, hun.

three years later,
this left a big crater.

my eyes walk along sleepless nights only to come back to that hollow embrace of your pale arms. i am caved in by your shadow, how you hesitated when you broke my heart. chipped it, shaped it, into an ice sculpture pumping thick brown blood through thawing veins. i deserve it like this.

a, b, c, d ( they have a
name for people like me. )

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