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  Sep 25 Grace Spellman
thesa
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i never thought
that was possible

but here i am
still trying to catch the breath
i lost when my eyes met yours
i just wanna get f*cked up so maybe then i'll forget the way your lips taste when you've just had smoke in your lungs.
i turn 18 tomorrow.
written for my actual soul mate during our short time apart
may 16th // 2019
  May 17 Grace Spellman
badtaste
reason and emotion sat alone in an empty room
my brain aches from all the arguing that seems to always
resume
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