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Jun 2018
I could embrace you, and wake up the next morning w/ you protruding from my open wounds

Let you squeeze me like a stone
until verse pours from me like blood or water
pure

and never change

unless you'd be down for that



or whatever.
L Perry
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L Perry  17/M/Australia
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