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Nov 2012
Your staircase kisses
Changed me
and I felt
real again

I love the way you speak
The way I can't hear my own thoughts
I'm lost
in the flow of consonants
constant
fluttering of
my heart
when you're around

Slow paced
race we're in
isn't it
I don't even know
if I'm winning
or if I want to

Soft lips
Linger
in a drunken state
I wait
for this to
unravel
Written by
Katherine
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