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Jul 2016
It is what it is
This thing between us
Cigarettes between your lips
The careful touch of your fingertips


It is what it is
This thing you don’t care about
Saying you hate me all day long
From your mouth it sounds like a song


It is what it is
This thing that consumes us
Bruised necks and stained sheets
It’s more than a fight between athletes


It is what it is
This nothing that will last forever
The weight of the world light as a feather
Just as long as we stay together


It is what it is
*I think love might feel like this
Alex's Pipe Dreams
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Alex's Pipe Dreams  25/Cisgender Female/Portugal
(25/Cisgender Female/Portugal)   
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