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Jun 16
i would say that i know you like
the back of my hand
but who the hell actually knows
what the back of their hand looks like

i don't know you like something
ridiculous like that
but i know you by
the creases in your lips
and the way they melt perfectly
between mine
Written by
Madison  20/F
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