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Jun 2018
my pale palms were up
catching the scorching tears that
snuck out of its ducts
with my head faced down
impressionable and ill-hearted..
for it seemed like i
had no choice earlier but to


run and look for answers




-what have i done
found inspiration from my lovers sadness..
everly
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everly  20/F
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