Your absence
I can taste
whenever I wake
up;
my lips chapped
and bleeding.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 10:32 AM UTC
Your absence
I can taste
whenever I wake
up;
my lips chapped
and bleeding.
Ugh! Everyday.
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