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i miss you.
he chuckles.
i miss lying in the meadows with you,
your soft hand linked in mine. your eyes
twinkling with joy, so much that not even
the stars could compete. i miss trying to
fight the urge not to kiss you right then
and there everyday, to try and take your
breath away.
YOU ARE READING
??????? ???????, poetry
Poetryi want your words to tear my skin apart. GRECIAN TRAGEDY, aurorasrot, 2021.
