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8h
Your eyes don't run away,
its got caught in motion
bus suddenly stopped
and I couldn't see less
of the fires in emotions
but lessons to me,
your vulnerability,
I looked away,
and waiting
for the bus
no fantasy
Declared,
no victory
I still
to this day,
can't
explain
how we
both froze
In this
scenario.
It freaked us
both out,
its lightning
that hurled
no thunderstorms
It creeps me out.
Weird memory.
Ryan Geoffrey Hayward
Written by
Ryan Geoffrey Hayward  47/M/Under The Bridge
(47/M/Under The Bridge)   
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