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Jul 2019
count all your hickeys
and tell me the names of
the men whose lips touched
the surface of your flesh.
was i the
only one
who left
more than
just a bruise
on your skin?
not related to the piece i wrote but the often i see u the more i dig a hole that ill never get back up and i like it *** lets get to kno eachother fool.
D A W N
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D A W N  17/F
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