i wish my fingers still scribbled and scratched against pages until they ached.
usually i think glasses are half empty,
but this ones filled to the brim with thoughts i cant comprehend
like a language thats beautiful yet strange;
intricate runes too intimidating to translate
a stranger etched under my skin
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wow
liked the brimfull glass which is quite an exception tothe half filled that you do encounter usually....well love simile is so intense here that I did like it quitea bit -
oooh. I like it.
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eeeeeeeeee I'm so glad that you've posted something!
I missed you!!! 
This was gorgeous. It was fiercely lonely and aching. I adore the last two lines, they oozed with beauty.
I hope you stick around
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lovely.
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oh i know that feeling all too well.
its nice to see you around again though hunnie we all missed you <3
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