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alanie
Poems
Oct 2020
my dear
your voice traces my lips
and collarbones
whispering empty promises
of endless possibilities
but i savor the taste of it
like bottled love
dripping down my throat
and burning
warm
in the hollow pit of my stomach
#lovesucks
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alanie
18/F/between alone and nowhere
(18/F/between alone and nowhere)
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