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I was too busy looking at your flawed face to see the sun behind me submerging to the ocean giving that little peck we are all fond of
The hint of wine red with a little bit of smokey gray 

But I stayed

I stayed despite of the gray clouds that passed me
I ignored the sound of the thundering and the heavy rain
I thought i was supposed to fix you, somehow
Save you from the misery in your mind
But you didn't need a savior
In fact
You were never broken
You just loved the way my face turned to the color of your favorite red wine after you kiss me
I was just a piece of art hanging on the wall of your life
Ready to get thrown away when you're bored of looking at it

Fauza.F

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