i climbed in through a window
to open a door;
(i felt a draft
and instantly
needed to feel more)
i climbed into
your heart
to get to your core.
We've drawn lines of symmetry
down all the ways we're meant to be;
but you never really saw what I see.
How do you set free a feeling
that is fighting not to leave?
What is pure still remains yours.
You're so much more than
just a hardened shell;
I've seen all the faces
you never show and tell.
I know you.
oh how I know you all too well.
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