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Feb 5
Stardust after dark, pooling under me.
Filling, spreading, rising to my tattered jeans.
Blue stains falling off my hips.
Fire streaks dart to my veins. It’s in my blood now.
You’re in my blood. Don’t go- now that I’m addicted.
You ******, don’t go.
Written by
s anne  18/F/midwest
(18/F/midwest)   
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   Immortality
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