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Oct 2019
the air is thick, hot, and forest green
with the daggers youre always staring
i cant help but sigh; theyre always for me
i never meant to destroy you
but ill take your gaze however it comes
you destroy me too
loosely based on carry on by rainbow rowell
Written by
james  M/Nowhere, USA
(M/Nowhere, USA)   
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