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What you feel,

In nights like these,

To talk to someone,

You might like this;

To listen to your voice,

Sleepy, groggy, tired,

Even when you can’t speak,

Combust in emotional fire.

To just be there with you,

Holding to protect,

You from falling apart,

Gluing all the pieces,

Without himself breaking apart.

To be lame with you,

Clicking polaroids for starts,

Making an album full of memories,

And never to depart.


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