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Apr 2016
Twisted bed-sheets
Reveal last nights deceits.
I'm sure many "I love you" 's
Ricocheted off of the ceiling, into wallpaper
peeling.
Marks upon skin, rarely sink lower
past those deeper walls within.

But you don't want a lover anyway.
So why try?
Oskar Erikson
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Oskar Erikson  24/M/London
(24/M/London)   
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