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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 i’m with you
its been so long since i felt peace

its the way you smile,
your charm,
your awkward movements,
and your… all of you that’s is you
i think i am bewitched by you

i like how yesterday i wasn’t 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 don’t need to think when i’m 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 i’ve fallen in love with you

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