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Heart heavy as stones
I made my way away from the encounter
One part of me bawled to chase you down
The other chastised for this naïveté

I spent the night
In hardship
With spite towards Fate
Of making me spend time away from you

Any moment spent apart
Was a tendril of smoke
Rising from the ashes of my fading soul
Every sigh
Burdened with emotion
Hoping to find its way to your ears

Plucking rose petals in my mind
Dedicated to the day we'd meet again
My body eventually tired of the exhilaration,
Of wishing
For the clock to retrace its steps

Slipped into a trance
Only to find you there again.
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