19 years flowered
(hips and ******* dear)
i took from them
sugar
and
salt i
plucked from them
painfully
their ripe pink promise
i pulled and
dug from them
soft neon covers
i pried and pulled
i
soft savagely
tore into(them)
i took and broke you
carefully
i
broached you i
bruised you 19
cute years
i ran you
bleeding
and gasping 19
white years
i coloured you
carefully
19 tidy years i
roughed you
sharply 19
touchedless years
in my hands
(i knew you)stinging
and
you
loved
it
Jan 18, 2012
Jan 18, 2012 at 5:31 PM UTC
19 years flowered
(hips and ******* dear)
i took from them
sugar
and
salt i
plucked from them
painfully
their ripe pink promise
i pulled and
dug from them
soft neon covers
i pried and pulled
i
soft savagely
tore into(them)
i took and broke you
carefully
i
broached you i
bruised you 19
cute years
i ran you
bleeding
and gasping 19
white years
i coloured you
carefully
19 tidy years i
roughed you
sharply 19
touchedless years
in my hands
(i knew you)stinging
and
you
loved
it
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