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Jul 2021
i make a mirror
of everyone
while you dream
of the windows
in our old house
raging like rivers
you never wanted
cross anyway.

you rolled your eyes at that,
didn't you?

i lost count of how
many times you said I never
wanted to know you.
B E Cults
Written by
B E Cults  30/M/hendersonville tn
(30/M/hendersonville tn)   
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