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his eyes unleash a passage to a reality
much prettier than the one we know
they promise things that under any other circumstances
would be unattainable
effortlessly his lips erase the past
while holding onto fragments that may later
prove to be beautiful
it's easy in a way that is difficult to explain
and even when it isn't it is because
he makes it so with his nonchalance
he takes away the hurt via reckless adoration
and reckless though it may be it is careful
he is careful in the way that he destroys
true, before him, i'd have never thought destruction
could be a pretty thing but
it is and i await it
knowing full well the chances i am taking i tear
open my heart unravel what is broken inside
and allow it to breathe under the heat of him
reluctantly i beg my heart to latch onto
him while pleading with it, please be safe
though i know under any hold
my heart is never safe it feels so
under his
it feels so because he makes it so
pretty with wanting and love the likes
of which i've never seen or felt and all
i can ask myself is how did i ever forget
a love like his



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