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Feb 2018
His kiss was

s o f t

enough

   to **** me

And everytime I'm near

     him

feels like

  a suicide attempt

  The rush of
  
    staring over
        that
                 ledge.
Written by
Robin Erica  Indiana
(Indiana)   
209
   Isla
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