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the complex flavour of vanilla

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a simple love poem of something that's likely been said a million times by a million of people. i'll add my own to the pile of repetitive human behaviours

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i love you.
i know i say it a lot
but i really do.

staying up late
with my breath caught
thinking about a date.

i love you.
maybe i've said it enough
but i really do.

now i'm sitting
in my room full of stuff
stuck here thinking.

i want to word this right
but my words always put up a fight.