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Jun 2020
because its
love
so when it clings to me
I throw it off
so casually
I wont be taken.

because its love
so when it grabs my
(heart)
I rip it out
slowly.

it’s a beautiful
sore
but when I leave
I don’t feel
anything anymore
Alex T
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Alex T  20/F
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