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Sep 2021
I started kissing this girl
They grew on me and turned my brain into butterflies-
Flying all over her flowers-
But I am just moss
Growing on her tree
I am a parasite.
Leeching out all their good
I am...
Unstable.

Now we are dating

Iā€™m still not sure if this is a good idea.
Written by
jojo  Gender Fluid
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