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10.11.01 [11:52]

i saw you
through the cracks in the venetian blinds
of your bedroom window
you were an angel crying
and the strands of hair that fell on your
face were like coffee with cream,
placed there in an attempt to
hide your flowing tears
but they couldn't fool me
because i could see the sparkles in your eyes
reflected from the halogen
i watched you
as you typed
with your book spread out before you
pen in hand
pilot g-2
but you were typing, not writing
i fell in love with you
when you buried your pale face in your
painter's hands
and cried even harder
and i held you in my arms all night
through the venetian blinds



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