No.

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You stare
And stare
And stare.
I don't think I've ever felt like this before.
No.
I don't know what I'm saying.
Something about love, or hope.
No.
I'd like to break my own mold.
Just the write words in
Just the right places.
No.
The word drops heavy like a metal weight, growing louder and fuzzier each time.
No.
I don't think these things are real
The darks and the lights all matching.
No.
You don't see what I've known, what I've heard.
No.
He doesn't know. He can never know. How sad.
No.
The destination. I've fallen. And fallen. I'm fell.
No.
And it's for
A person.

No.
A boy. And he smiles. No. And I know this feeling well. No. And I hold out the hope that he's kind. No. And then (no),
I fall.

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