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[lover] - I see the constellations in your eyes. The electricity of your smile. And, the fire within your heart. Maybe, one day, I'll be a little burnt. But, what's the point of loving if, you're not willing to risk a couple of scars?
{mind} - Grey clouds hover over my skull. Sometimes, it rains. Dark tears appearing in the murky depths of the hole, above my eyes and beneath my hair. Stuck within it. No escape. The downpour scorches my skull.
|hole| - within you, I fall. all of me. i wish i could learn from my past mistakes and tomorrow, find my footing.
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