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Tuesday Afternoons
“Damn”
I said as I trudged by your hidden presence, in what felt like the coldest and darkest hallway
On a Tuesday afternoon
You looked down at your toes, and pretended I was a speck of dust
And you held your wall up so high, not even Rapunzel’s hair would reach
You are like the moon, always hidden away
Pretending that you swim in fields of pastel flowers and precious butterflies
But in reality, your mind is like hell
And you may ask how I know what hell is like
But maybe I’m already there
Without you by my side
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