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Aug 2018
… our bodies in our clothes like holstered guns…
love is when you draw... and shed the holster
… that sweet crunchy click blowing your pupils
the arching trajectory of the safety-off smile
Written by
Gabriel burnS
335
     ---, Glass, Edmund black, Ashley Chapman and Boi
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