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Autumn eyes,
Gazing at the sky,
Beholding all the wonders
No wealth could ever buy.
Lips like berries,
Plump, juicy, so wild,
Laughing oh so freely,
With the heart of a child.
A gust of wind is rising,
Whispers fill her ears.
Dammit, she’s not alone—
And that’s her deepest fear.
Hefty limbs retreat to safety,
Heart pounding out of place.
Heavens, she’s always felt this way,
Lord, she’d kill for softer grace.
My self, we’re just one,
Forever bound, linked.
One flesh, one soul,
Together, indistinct.
My self, I’m so sorry,
For treating you so bad.
Words can cut so deeply—
I fear I've drove you mad.
My self, please forgive me,
My angel, hear my plea.
You’re strong,
You’re beautiful,
Please set yourself free.
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