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crumbled "crush" letter
eye to eye; soul to soul; in this life, chemistry so difficult to find; who's missing out-us both-on something beautiful....though honestly it's me the most....
thorns and bristles in the way; one tells oneself that it's ok; what else is one to do.... all this goodness locked and thrown afar like retro shoeboxed shoes....
buried; like discarded treasure to, someone that knows it's true; though unconventional; not bound by many rules....
from another universe altogether boo....just a crumbled "crush" letter trashed canned with gum that's chewed....
one's heart is in the 90's, forget 2022; cell phones, and internet has killed the living out the natural mood....
everyone just wants to sell to "Eskimos", "igloos"....
Published 2nd Mar 2022
Author's Note
you know how it feels to be overlooked, taken for granted.... everyone wants someone.... minus the complications that comes with "life"....crush vibe.... friends with benefits vibe....
wrote as a sort of vent, and was also bored....
wrote as a sort of vent, and was also bored....
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