back when I thought
the world was just dark,
all I know of were
forgotten swings and
misplaced kings, who
broke hearts that
cried every night
since you came into
the picture that broke me
all I can see now are
carousel and ferris lights;
you lit me up…
you, with cheeks of donut,
gave me a warm, selfish smile
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