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he cursed me in clumsy cursive on a note left for me to find "you are a child in this world where we always have to part with the ones we love. be happy." he was 27, tall and dazzling, a full chinese calendar between us. we went down on each other that night. an *********** of sorts. parting is splitting your life (i'm a child on this earth) like an earthworm. both of us wriggling away. parting is breaking (with the ones we love) a bone. no telling if we heal. parting is going to pieces. (be pieceful)
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Jul 15, 2022
Jul 15, 2022 at 6:46 AM UTC
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he cursed me in clumsy cursive on a note left for me to find "you are a child in this world where we always have to part with the ones we love. be happy." he was 27, tall and dazzling, a full chinese calendar between us. we went down on each other that night. an *********** of sorts. parting is splitting your life (i'm a child on this earth) like an earthworm. both of us wriggling away. parting is breaking (with the ones we love) a bone. no telling if we heal. parting is going to pieces. (be pieceful)
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Jul 15, 2022
Jul 15, 2022 at 6:46 AM UTC
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