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Jan 2018
Soft whispers escape your lips , the lips of the man who said he’d tore out his heart and wrap it in my arms.
Words strangling the deepest breaths hidden within me, please stop making me vulnerable. But your lips cascaded with gentleness mixed with intoxication , I’ve never felt so alive in my being.
Memories like those make me not want nostalgia
The eyes I stare into fill me with emptiness ,
No one can fill my ocean
Written by
Angelina  18/F/tx
(18/F/tx)   
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     Mark Tilford and The Black Beast
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