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Dec 2018
rattle my bones like a xylophone  
pluck on my heart strings like a lyre
play your favorite tunes
until you set my soul on fire
play the digits on my spine like a grand piano
hold me warm and tight
place your lips on mine as if they were a trumpet
play my music all throughout the night
i’ll let you do as you please
but please don’t pluck too hard or too soon
because a broken heart makes broken music
and no one will love a heart thats out of tune
Written by
Celestite  14/F/somewhere lmao idk
(14/F/somewhere lmao idk)   
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     Fawn, ThatBrokenOne and Apoetisonly
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