If your bones
are brittle
then lover,
lay me down
with your arms
hugging my ribs,
counting the
length of
my flesh before
I decay
with you
Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 12:54 AM UTC
If your bones
are brittle
then lover,
lay me down
with your arms
hugging my ribs,
counting the
length of
my flesh before
I decay
with you
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