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my tongue is made of olive vines, wrapping itself around words I am unable to describe. pores made of gold kingdoms under your rule; finding life in the stars, while I still need a stepping stool. Copyright ©  2015 Alyssa Packard All Rights Reserved
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Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 4:56 PM UTC
rubble and riches
my tongue is made of olive vines, wrapping itself around words I am unable to describe. pores made of gold kingdoms under your rule; finding life in the stars, while I still need a stepping stool. Copyright ©  2015 Alyssa Packard All Rights Reserved
it's not easy believing that you're better off without me and frankly I wish I could say the same
#love#poetry#sadness#loss#change#riches#rubble
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Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 4:56 PM UTC
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