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Aug 2018
He picked me apart like the inside of a pomegranate
hands stained with
please be careful
he was never gentle
my heart dripping on his tongue
sweet sweet kisses and a mouthful to swallow


is this what love feels like?
I keep coming back to this.
Written by
Natalie Perez  19/F/Chicago, Illinois
(19/F/Chicago, Illinois)   
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