"I miss him," my heart says
"Forget him" my mind scolds
"You are better of alone"
"But I love him" my heart pleads
"You know you were played with," My mind says.
But my heart refuses to admit,
My mind is right this time.
This time
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Snails
I love the way the ocean shines at night,
and the way the moon reflects almost a million times,
over and over and over,
and how the sea pounds a beat,
much like the one in my chest,
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