across the table
you were
fingers laced
eyes on my neck
and I was
barefoot
still ********* the switchblade in my pocket.
Sep 13, 2011
Sep 13, 2011 at 11:17 PM UTC
across the table
you were
fingers laced
eyes on my neck
and I was
barefoot
still ********* the switchblade in my pocket.
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