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i find solace not in the way you embrace me or how your fingers intwine with mine perfectly but with how words tumble from my lips and bleed onto parchment mottled with blue ink
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Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 10:08 AM UTC
ultramarine
i find solace not in the way you embrace me or how your fingers intwine with mine perfectly but with how words tumble from my lips and bleed onto parchment mottled with blue ink
but sometimes, i  wonder where you are when i need you the most
#peace#lonely#blue
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mathrock
22/Non-binary
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 10:08 AM UTC
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