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my heart stopped beating after he cut off my pulse night pass as i slept just to get trough my days but not until i met my daisy my first daisy talking to you was comforting i am myself when iβm with you its been so long since i felt peace its the way you smile, your charm, your awkward movements, and yourβ¦ all of you thatβs is you i think i am bewitched by you i like how yesterday i wasnβt seeing you directly instead we need to turned our head to see each other and when we looked straight we saw nature, trees, leaves the way i donβt need to think when iβm talking to you, the way your face lightened- -when i remember things about you, the way you grumbled- -over people commenting bad things about you you are the daisy in my land after fire burned everything into ash you may not see me as your daisy, but i think iβve fallen in love with you