Somebody that I use to know showed me you,
you're the one that stayed in my view.
Slowly you approached and made me yours,
pulled me from the waves and the shore.
You dried and intrigued my vision,
sparks still fly with our peers collision.
Fires burning fingers they're still warming,
your vision still for me it's informing.
And now you still keep my view,
because somebody showed me you.
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Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 22nd, 2026 07:21
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