T H I R T Y O N E

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All my thoughts are jumbled when it comes to you.

Your smile has always been my weakness.

One look,

And my resolution crumble.

One look,

And my anger dissipate.

One look,

And my day was made.

One look,

And every thing seems better.

Your eyes,

They always speak to me.

One look,

And I understand.

One look,

I see your sorrow.

One look,

I see agitation.

One look,

I see solace.

With one look,

I know you.

Never have he failed in showing a facade,

Never had he falters in his posture,

Never had he removed that mask.

It's all so perplexing.

How can he keep it all to himself?

How can he manage to do that—

How can he bare through it all by himself?

All my thoughts are scattered when it comes to you.

It's all over the place.

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