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Fickle no more

I know

a single thing that

you don't know

It's hiding below the car's

seat belt!

laces knotted like phrases,

not praises

and astounded with

places

dusty in my heart's

spaces

clean leathers you don't love

like distant hands

at

night

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archadio

American

Published: Jan 22, 2015
LinesWords: 1541

Notes: Manila, 2015
Tags: #love #car #fickle

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