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Mar 2020
funny,

how they put you in that bottle,

press you to my lips,

like the neck i would carefully throttle.

twenties, an infinity,

i could never follow.

i wasn't whole when i met you,

now i'm nothing,

and lacking the truth.

burning inside,

with an impervious noose.
charles
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charles  31/M
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     Azaria and Carlo C Gomez
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