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Nov 2014
I've always had a
sweet tooth, but
you had a
taste for
my
adam's apple
you took a bite
every time we kissed,
now I can't say your name
without my voice
tripping over
your heartbeat. the
seeds are falling out
naked and bleeding,
nothing sounds
like us
anymore
avery
Written by
avery
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   jinx and Pax
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