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Loss for Words
Sometimes
I scrape my mind to find
I've run out of lines
For you...
All I'm left with are
Feelings, upon each other
Stacked like casino chips.
And I'll bet
Your words that reside
Within my heart
Will soon untangle and bleed onto sheets
As I pen a connection so deep
That even my language cannot contain.
Half girl, half spectacular.
Spin your magic little world
Into ethereal yarn
Before my eyes.
And watch the ways I string along
Entranced...
Now let us cry.
