Confetti

Fawn hands dried my damp palms. 

Cool cheeks dried my tears. 
The world held you and me, 

many lovers to be. 
But, not you and me. 

Gold, confetti eyes, 
tell me lies. 

Make me feel alive. 
-continuation 3??

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