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Art is my melancholy: The boy with the boy next door
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5 months agoTo the boy next door,
I give him a look
And suddenly, I know,
To me he’s like a book.
All he ever wants,
Is to be loved by one,
But still, all he gets
Is to be liked by some.
And even if such happens,
He’s pulled away
Because, to the boy next door,
No…
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