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Jan 2020 · 115
morning mourning
LTJK Jan 2020
shivering, aching,
bleeding words,
slivering, breaking,
realisation hurts.

times i've missed,
cut off tongues.
air as catalyst,
vacant lungs.
i still miss her,
too much,
too often.

— The End —