In the basement In the closet In the far south-west corner On the top shelf In a box There is the dried roses the dried words the dried love that you gave to me The night we connected Until six in the morning The love I felt for you In a box In the darkest corner possible. But tonight I brave the basement And open the box Just for familiarity sake.Birth sign: Gemini
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