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kate
Poems
Feb 2019
the ride
normally i like to sit alone
suddenly enchanted to the bone
a new face but too familiar
made me tumble through the bus
the bus driver said it wasnβt allowed
but still we went to the back
just to make-out
and every touch kisses my heart
it slowly makes me
fall apart
as the bus drives into the cliff
we donβt care
we pretend only if
we know it will crash
the thing is when
so we keep on loving
until then
#love
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