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Jan 2020
When you first fall
It's the puppy love phase
Everyone wears their finery
After a time comfort sets in
The beasts come out to play

We were always backwards
We were monsters from the start
Comfortable and raw
Flaws worn proudly
Unabashedly ourselves

For us, the puppy love came after
After the fighting
After the break up
After the hatred
After the reunion
How did we go through love
Backwards?
Written by
GreenWitch  33/F/PA
(33/F/PA)   
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