augustine
I am non verbal conversation with the one you love at 4 am, i am pen's that ran out of ink. I am burnt poems, lipstick stained cigarette butts, dying leaves during fall, poetic sighs, and a bittersweet goodbye. / There is a moon where my heart belong's. / / / tumblr: psychopaths-welcome.tumblr.com / twitter: twitter.com/lupinepoetgirl
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