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Jan 2016
your fingers,

my heart
pounds

chest closing,
skin tightens

eyes close,
i see
you,
no
not you -
the one

the one with the thorns
for hair and claws for nails,

the one
who kissed me
and stole my soul

the one who
tore me apart
and left me
to piece myself
back together
honeybee
Written by
honeybee  19/Non-binary/a garden of love
(19/Non-binary/a garden of love)   
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