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Mar 2014
one time I let a boy finger me in the gas station bathroom. he bought me a coke after. We never talked again.

I check the lost & found everyday because maybe you're hiding in the crevices of the box

my eyes are sunken and I swear ships have sailed on them sometimes they're bruised but I have learned to adore the color purple and you

i took a shot for every time you said I love you and faked it
my stomach was pumped

my shoes have holes in them but I won't replace them because they are familiar and I always run back to familiar

sometimes I play tic tac toe but if I run out of pencil & paper I use my skin

I painted you but I've never been good at expressing beauty so I ripped it

did you know my friend died

I'm going to find him soon

don't come searching for me

Although I doubt you'll even open the map
Yazi
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