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Only a few lines tonight,
tirelessly to confirm my love for you,
to tell you that despite your neglect,
still waiting for your safe return boredom felt before.
Only a few thoughts thrown into the wind,
in honor of you,
to where you are,
while I contemplate my solitary glass of wine, where
reflect my sad eyes and a smile rather than grimace.
Only a couple of sighs twisted
touch forward at this time as before,
and lose my consciousness in the depths of your being.
Lines: Irina Orellana
Art: Katie (GothicDeath), Flickr.
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