pseudo-emotions

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green bomber jacket

you make your way 

through the crowd

wide smile plastered 

on your well chiseled face 


it's like in the movies

where music plays in the background

you hair suddenly 

coordinating well with the wind 

which didn't exist a minute ago


you walk towards her 

eyes widening

she's screaming 

within her suddenly narrow throat 

she smiles too, the day's getting better 


then you nod at her 

and walk past her 

into the arms of another

she donned pink

and held your heart 

in her tiny little hands


oh the things you do

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