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MITH #2 (by M.V.)
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Insecurity
Cold
Why for him?
Does he love you?
Does he treasure you
The way I would?
I love you for who you are.
He loves you
For your mouth.
Cracked
Stupitity, yet
Understanding.
Why do I long
To hold you?
Are you relief?
Tear the pain
From my grasp!
Cry, my love!
Confused (-)
Admiration
Why do I see you
As unreachable, sacred?
Why do I ignore
This positive anxiety?
Why does your beauty
Not phase me?
Blindness reigns over all.
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