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My first love who never loved me backYou're just a washed up superstar / Not even 17 / Chains of charm bracelets and promise rings that a

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Feb 24, 2016

Spoken word 1The first time I can remember writing a poem was in 3rd grade. We wrote haikus about springtime and

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Feb 8, 2016

beautifulbeauty is the curve of his bottom lip / beauty is the hollow at the base of his throat / beauty is i

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Feb 1, 2016

my reasonhe is the reason to smile on a rainy day / the quickening of my heart when my phone vibrates / he is

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Jan 27, 2016

A facetime call at 2 amI videochatted him last night / I opened my laptop / slipped on a sexy little black dress / turned o

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Jan 24, 2016

cravingsI crave you / your fingertips gliding up my back / your breath hot and wet in my ear, in my mouth, d

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Jan 12, 2016

Day 5a teardrop of tangy flavor on the tip of my tongue / a dome of sunset gold dripping down my throat /

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Dec 22, 2015

Day 4dig your toes into the sand / take a deep breath and hold one two three / all you have to do is sink

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Dec 21, 2015

Day 3the first one / his name was agustus / and he tasted like freshly fallen snow / he used to sing for

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Dec 20, 2015

Day 2i wish that you would call me now / i love hearing the smokey sound of your tired voice / my heart s

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Dec 19, 2015

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