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Quiet beauty
Quiet beauty
Her hair in the wind
But she's not mine
And neither are the leaves
In quiet fall
I want her hands in mine
But she's not mine to lose
She never was.
November rain
I see her every day
Wish I could see her pain
But I only see her face
And she doesn't even see me.
I'm transparent
In her chapter
I'm not there
But she is here
In mine.
I want her
But at the end of the day
She was never there
My mind is playing me
Again.
- november 17th
© aerys
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