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I stare into your soul and I am able to see myself. Everything I've gone through, and everything i shall experience can be exuded through your eyes

I look at your neck and I see the scars. The lips that've sucked away all the pain you've been through. The mountains of agony drifting alongside your shoulder.

I take a glimpse at your shoes and I seem to remember. All of those moments I was against the hardwood floor wishing you would come home.

I caress your cheeks and I feel a sting. A hot warm cheek glistening down my palm waiting for the day when I get to call you my own.

I look into those sun kissed eyes, hoping that I can find something. An ounce of hope, peace, or even love that I could enhance to please your day.

I stare into your soul, and I no longer see myself. Just a broken toy alone in a box, hoping to meet todays rent.