Aug 2020
your words
have teeth
and each time
you speak
a piece of
me disappears
into you
I cannot
leave you
it would
feel like
leaving myself
have teeth
and each time
you speak
a piece of
me disappears
into you
I cannot
leave you
it would
feel like
leaving myself
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)
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