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Jul 2020
I lived a thousand lifetimes with you
in that summer

Cruel voice
Whispering warm things into my thigh

I was high on your lullaby
Your sky your glorified sigh

Of relief,
Of disbelief,

Because you knew
When I broke countless curfews
And dyed my hair blue
And screamed I had nothing but you

We might just fall in love
Frozen in time

This summer, you and I.
Written by
undermyfeet  F
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