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I feel love trip on the stairs carless footfall of a suicide damsel I see love fail in comfy chairs the silence of a Netflix series I taste the end of what seems like a lifetime of omelette Wednesdays I hear love crackle with all the excuses of working late phoned from pub car parks it's faint call from the bedroom door "are you coming up to bed soon love" the click of the refrigerator door ***** of another cold one the psst of a bottle opening giving it's solemn "no"
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Nov 30, 2022
Nov 30, 2022 at 7:22 PM UTC
death of a suburban relationship
I feel love trip on the stairs carless footfall of a suicide damsel I see love fail in comfy chairs the silence of a Netflix series I taste the end of what seems like a lifetime of omelette Wednesdays I hear love crackle with all the excuses of working late phoned from pub car parks it's faint call from the bedroom door "are you coming up to bed soon love" the click of the refrigerator door ***** of another cold one the psst of a bottle opening giving it's solemn "no"
nigdaw
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60/M/Essex, UK.
Nov 30, 2022
Nov 30, 2022 at 7:22 PM UTC
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