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Apr 2016
Echo illicit idioms,
into my ear.
Speaking ***** always was
your favourite pitfall.

But maybe getting trapped
would be best for us
both.

Who needs sunlight anyway?
Whatever you said, became my truth. Such a shame your words were so twist-able.
Oskar Erikson
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Oskar Erikson  24/M/London
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