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You were a slotted spoon You appeared to be picking me up Cradling me to your lips Enveloping my body into yours I was too starry-eyed to see the giant holes in your arms Doing everything I could to nourish you Wanting your stomach full of warmth Letting me skip so easily down to the ground Disgusted, you turned away I’m still in a puddle on the ground
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Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 11:46 PM UTC
Slotted Spoon
You were a slotted spoon You appeared to be picking me up Cradling me to your lips Enveloping my body into yours I was too starry-eyed to see the giant holes in your arms Doing everything I could to nourish you Wanting your stomach full of warmth Letting me skip so easily down to the ground Disgusted, you turned away I’m still in a puddle on the ground
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Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 11:46 PM UTC
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