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2d
I kept everything.
Your voice,
your rhythm,
your name on my skin,
the way your love tastes
like a secret no one else deserves.

I don’t need to be near
to be close.
You’re still here-
in my quiet,
in my knowing,
in the version of you
I never will share.
Jealousy
BloodOfSaints
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BloodOfSaints  21/F/Spain
(21/F/Spain)   
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     Kalliope and MΓ©lissa
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