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Hit Pause, Slow Down;

I wish time would slow down. Freeze. Just live in the moment. I wish time would slow down. Slower hours Snail-like minutes Trail-like seconds. Slow. Savour. Every  second. For as long as it takes for my mind to remember each second. Each minute. Each curve, each line, etched on your face, to be etched in the lobes of my mind. I don't know...

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Nov 26, 2013 by
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Spinning in My Circus

I am lost. Lost in my thoughts, Thoughts of you, Thoughts of me. Of your smile, how you'd laugh, how you'd talk, Your intense stare. Mostly thoughts, of our conversations. The conversations we'd never have. The smile I'd never see The laughter I'd never hear The stare I'd never receive. Because my thoughts, remain thoughts. Dreams of an imaginative girl, about a quiet...

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