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i didn't know what love was until your honey voice dripped onto the concrete spilling sticky words into my head that stuck and have still not gone away i try (and try) to get rid of them every day but like a fly trapped in honey they stay
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Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 6:11 PM UTC
but it's okay
i didn't know what love was until your honey voice dripped onto the concrete spilling sticky words into my head that stuck and have still not gone away i try (and try) to get rid of them every day but like a fly trapped in honey they stay
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18/Transgender Male
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 6:11 PM UTC
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