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The Boy
Once upon,
so back in time,
I met a boy
so fun, so bright
He made me laugh,
he span me round
We got on well
Oh dear! What a sound!
But he was gone
No feelings hurt,
was just a flirt
All was well,
friends we still were
But gods were watching
so cruel, so naughty
the boy I met once again
this time to be more than flirt
He was happy
and so was I,
such a joy
hard to come by
He whispered softly,
made me dream
And what a dream,
it was to be
He made me hope
and long and care
as long as it lasted
Oh gods! I dare!
But gods were cruel
and he was gone
No time to spare,
I was a heft,
the hope crashed,
the dream; it burned
This time it hur
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What have you said at 3 am?
Eyelids are heavy,
thoughts heavier,
feelings heaviest
and they say-
many fears are born
of fatigue and loneliness,
maybe this starlit conversation,
you'll discover
the thing he fears most,
with those sandbag eyes
and train wreck sentences,
is losing you.
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selenophile
afraid of the dark,
he befriended the moon
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Aww this is so beautiful and heartwarming <3