Eye to eye.
Fingers through hair.
Lips transferring emotions that can't be said.
Visions oh visions
you show me the things that I've been missing.
I did not ever ask to be placed in this prison.
It wouldn't be bad if it naught this solitude of a sentence.
Ball and chain. I won't give up again. I'll give up the chase. Won't give up on love. Imagination leave me alone. I've been waiting for my reality to come.
IINDIIGO
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