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Sep 2019
Hungry eyes, fume.
I'm holding a wall
Roll back, arms up, i love you.
Your chin, my neck
We spilled our beverages.
Soft songs,i feel you'll get there soon.
I knew where i belonged
Only for so long.
Now it's all gone
Not that i mind it, though.
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Theo  19/Non-binary
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