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<meta charset="UTF-8">
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<title>angxeloj - Archive - MayVaneDay Studios</title>
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<b>MayVaneDay Studios (Gopher Edition)</b>
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<p><b>angxeloj</b></p>
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<p>published: 5-24-2016</p>
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<p> </p>
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<p>most nights, your name is penned across the sky<br />
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inked in slowly sloping curves of cursive<br />
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traced with gold and underlined with silver<br />
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and bleeding into the starry paper behind</p>
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<p>in the beginning, it was so easy to love<br />
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but what good is loving if it is never reciprocated?<br />
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acknowledgement vindicates my inner guilt<br />
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for following the way that I was designed</p>
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<p>everything I’ve ever let go of<br />
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has claw marks embedded in it<br />
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and downy feathers adorning the fissures<br />
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where the love of a partner should have been</p>
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<p>inside the locket you left me with<br />
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there are two faded and crumbling pictures<br />
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one of you and me when we were young and carefree<br />
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and one of a stranger, standing tall and clear</p>
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</body>
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</html>
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