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Jun 2020
on the nights
when my eyes
bleed harder
than my heart—
you let your own
bleed out for me
anna-
every time i cry
about him,
you’re ready to hold me

and i just don’t know
how i’m lucky enough
to have you
amanda
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amanda  28/F/california
(28/F/california)   
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