I smell like salty tears.
I sound like a dark poem.
I taste like sour words.
I feel like a hurricane.
I look like your discontent.
I have ocean deep blue eyes.
I have waterfall lids and rushing river cheeks.
My head is one thing and my heart is another.
It’s a huge toss-up between logic and love and resistance between the two.
But logic takes the second row at the end, for I am hideously heart-led.
SSSSSSHHHHH!!!!!!!!
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