Jun 2020
the way i clean my teeth
before i taste your tongue
seems obsolete
because your lips are
muddy with unsaid lies
before i taste your tongue
seems obsolete
because your lips are
muddy with unsaid lies
the words you hold on to make me feel rotten
06.26.2020
06.26.2020
(19/they/them/the moon)
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