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I met someone we had some fun then we were done he made me so happy I couldn’t write he made me so happy I didn’t bite he made me so hopeful I thought we might... I met this man whose daddy hand could burn my sand we stole each other’s shirts kissed each other where it hurts planted flowers in these dirts repainted stained and tainted glass gave each other words to pass decided not to pay for class alas... sand falls through spaces between fingers’ interlaces wind blows it in our faces we shared some time body soul and mind there is no rewind I said things I didn’t mean Across the darkness like a screen Pages burned and turned the scene
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Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 12:58 PM UTC
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I met someone we had some fun then we were done he made me so happy I couldn’t write he made me so happy I didn’t bite he made me so hopeful I thought we might... I met this man whose daddy hand could burn my sand we stole each other’s shirts kissed each other where it hurts planted flowers in these dirts repainted stained and tainted glass gave each other words to pass decided not to pay for class alas... sand falls through spaces between fingers’ interlaces wind blows it in our faces we shared some time body soul and mind there is no rewind I said things I didn’t mean Across the darkness like a screen Pages burned and turned the scene
#hourglass#stainedglass#bluecherry
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Applestar
33/Other/Texas
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 12:58 PM UTC
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