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“What are you thinking?”
The words repeat themselves inside my head, and I wonder what to say;

I’m thinking of your brown eyes, and how
Sometimes, they’re too dark to even see, and other times,
They just look sad.

I’m thinking of your fake smile,
When you think you should pretend to be happy,
But we both know you’re not.

I’m thinking about how,
Your pores are too big, and you
Missed-a-few-spots shaving.

I’m thinking about your laugh,
And how sometimes it sounds harsh, stressed, forced,
But how sometimes, it just rings.


“I’m watching a little bug. It’s cute. But it blends in with the brick, so I can’t see it until it moves.”

And I’m thinking of how,
Sometimes we don’t see things
Until they’re gone.
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:iconthe-surrealist:
I'll never forget it.

but...
what's gone?

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Blue is a fallacy.
:icontypicallyxironic:
you

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.don't be different because everyone else is different. .be different because everyone else is exactly the same.
:iconthe-surrealist:
Where did I go?

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Blue is a fallacy.
:icontypicallyxironic:
to your own world,
where you can be alone
and happy

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.don't be different because everyone else is different. .be different because everyone else is exactly the same.

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