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Jan 2018
You see into the cracks of my facade.
And you are not afraid,
Or disgusted.

You stay
And you kiss each of those cracks
Until each burst open.
Revealing
Me.
And then,
You tell me you love me.

For the first time in my life,
I believe.
I love you.
ashley lingy
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ashley lingy  32/F/The Island of Misfit Toys
(32/F/The Island of Misfit Toys)   
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