The poem

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When i cant see you, its like I have the flu. My sadness is contagious, i start singing the blues, my air way starts to clog up, my heart barely beats. when I think of you my world becomes Alive, so neat, like the twinkling stars of  the midnight skies and the midday butterflies. I wish I kept my promise about never loving again.
But when I look into your eyes every thing becomes sane. Visualize my love, texturise my pain, taste my iniquity, fix my shame. If you can love me for who I am, I won't act who I'm not. But don't try to change me that's not apart of my plot.

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