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natalie Oct 2018
theres a block in my brain
can't even say my name

holding me back
like a thumb on a tack

falling off the end
closing before begin

keeping a straight face
put me in my place
natalie Oct 2018
your words are that of gold
melting into my brain
i am refreshed
natalie Sep 2018
lips
on
my
  neck,
     they    
 d
      r
   i
      p
  honey.
w o r d s  s o  s w e e t
enamored.
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