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I fell so easily Into your mold What I thought would be warm Is now so cold I set the oven To 300 hundred degrees The only thing I feel now Is your bitter freeze
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Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 2:20 AM UTC
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I fell so easily Into your mold What I thought would be warm Is now so cold I set the oven To 300 hundred degrees The only thing I feel now Is your bitter freeze
You didn't follow the recipe
#whack#freeflow#thoughts#love
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Kalliopie
28/F/Home
Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 2:20 AM UTC
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