The same beautiful patterns
The same mesmerising bullshit.
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The same honest words
The same cruel tongue.
The same caring nature
The same judgmental punishment.
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The same happy vibes
The same moody exterior.
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The same passionate touch
The same selfish needs.
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A window once closed has now sprung open
My heart still lays on the floor.
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Untouched and broken.
– Beth Redwood Pain
– Georgia Ginnivan ( Featured photograph)