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BlueInkedStranger
BlueInkedStranger
18/F poetry mends my soul a bit...
Ink... ...stains all over our hands, your name sewed into my flesh. Oh my, you are truly masterful in marking me permanently with the just faint touch of your fingers. While I have placed you into these tangible letters and syllables on mere paper, you've gone and placed yourself into my very being.                  My love, I have been written to be shadow-kissed by your presence, over and over again, on this page and the next.
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Nov 1, 2023
Nov 1, 2023 at 12:06 AM UTC
P.O.V: You're reading me like an open book at midnight