she wiped the black spilling
from her eyelashes
onto her cheek,
and in that moment,
i wanted,
i needed,
for magic to exist.
i wanted to peel back
her lonely skin and
feel her sadness
stare straight into
the blue inside my eyes.
i wanted and i needed
it to know that i,
i loved her too,
and my god,
i would fight for her.
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