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Mar 2019
Your smile is an animal that
still haunts me on
Rainy Tuesday nights.
When I'm feeling more fifteen than I ever did
at fifteen.
When my deadbolt ribs
slide loose.
"So that's what you're really like."
******* too.

Some people are just
too weird to love
and I'm done looking
for kisses.
Self-indulgence at its most pretentious.
chichee
Written by
chichee  19/F/Sydney
(19/F/Sydney)   
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