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The agony of your absence arrests me. A wave that consumes. I cannot clutch- you simply slip straight through my fingers. I’m thirsty yet drowning as it washes the wounds which you licked clean for a time; but no more.
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Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 10:51 AM UTC
Waves.
The agony of your absence arrests me. A wave that consumes. I cannot clutch- you simply slip straight through my fingers. I’m thirsty yet drowning as it washes the wounds which you licked clean for a time; but no more.
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27/F/English
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 10:51 AM UTC
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