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Mar 2017
chapped lips in the underground.
cream skin with Blue eyes
held red bars closer than me.
This is erratic.
Listening to screeching underfoot
To drown out
blonde wild winds
a cyclone
to taste the sky.
It was far too brief.
come back.
Oskar Erikson
Written by
Oskar Erikson  24/M/London
(24/M/London)   
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   Amethyst Fyre and Patrick
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