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i asked why,
'cause i cannot comprehend,
nor fathom,
why were you spilling tears on void floors?

why suffer over what the foolish society thinks?

why submit into bittersweet standards?

so, i asked,
ever so lovingly,
without you knowing,
that i have been intrigued by your beauty,
ever since you shed light on me.

yet, you weren't ready to spill
the things you couldn't bear to say out loud.

...and I know we can never be.

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