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it wasn't all bright and jubilant it wasn't pretty it was grim and ash grey and drops of blood on the corner of our bedsheet rip out my heart beat the shit out of me and then let your warm lips rest on my head tell me you love me still

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pjspoems

23 / F / Malaysian

For You?

Written by

pjspoems

23 / F / Malaysian

Published

May 13, 2017

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