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[cellar____door]

When I see you, I don’t see you the way you really are, I fool myself by thinking you are something you aren’t. There isn’t much here either. I reach for your hand and you pull away, I kiss you softly and you don’t move. You can’t see why I am leaving you, can you? I can’t lie to myself, though I do it so it well. For the first time in years I see

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[sea_of_sorrows]

so mysterious. . .so full of passion and confusion and discension and love and truth and lies and color and depth. you paint your life when you write. you paint a picture for me to see. . .and not just see, but see. . .like layers on a cake. . .

.you.are.amazing.

and as I told my friend James last night. . .you're my favorite poet.

[cellar____door]

M. Thank you.

I talk about you all the time randomly ... like i tell ALL my friends, and you are most awesome person i know.

[sea_of_sorrows]

hahaha, Ya know, I do the same thing with my friends! Sometimes I feel bad, cuz I talk about you and what you say, and they just. . .don't get it.

but you do!