mingle

 

the great beauty in shadow

it calls out to me 

to be kissed and held.

once this was the first time

once without thinking of how i appear, talk

not everything was just chance 

not everything wasn't that long ago.

in the end. when we broke up

i didn't  know how to be happy

I was assuming 

I was the thing they called me

and now it's all just  something in the past

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