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Imprinted

I feel this longing in my chest

Like I can't breath 

Like tightness 

Wrongness

 

I close my eyes 

And imagine being teleported

To where you are

Wherever you are 

 

Life feels fake

Or wrong

Like some dream

Something is off

 

I can't take your hand 

I can't smell your skin

I can't curl up

And bask in you

 

But I feel like

I can sense you 

With my eyes closed

I can still feel you 

 

There you are 

In my chest

My heart bears the mark of you 

Imprinted for always 



 

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