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Monday 27 March 2017

FELL

I saw him and I fell, 

Hard and fast, 
like a gravitational spell


I saw his mouth, and his eyes, 

and I forgot how to swim, 
as I drowned deeper in


I heard his mesmerizing voice, 

as he said my name, 
how it sounded like a prayer


And in that moment, 

I could have fallen a hundred times
And yet, somehow...


As he uttered his next words, 

I was liberated, 
Liberated, as if, from a trance


And now...now he was falling…

Fallen in my eyes, no longer handsome, 

as I realized, without a doubt,


Beauty can turn around, 

when an ugly mind comes out.

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