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Jul 2018
you are the constant taste of metal in my mouth
you are the disarray that led to the destruction
you are the events that led to my collapse

The smoke will clear and the dust will settle but when will my bones turn into fossil fuels.
Will the stories you told cling to my name for eternity,
Who was i before met you
Who were you before you meet me?
Are we forever two star crossed lovers pitted against each other for the own amusement of the gods,
Was anything real at all?
Did your skin ever breathe my name
Were the tips of your fingers as magical as I remember?
Were it all a dream would you dare dream it again?
i hate this bitter taste
Written by
Dimitri Winchester  22/FTM
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