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Things I won’t: Let myself go Set myself free and wait to see if I’ll come back whole Split wide open for you to slide into Busticate Things I do: Hold hands and wait for them to let go Never drunkenly fornicate, hours late turn early mornings as we wait Slip into you, mouth open, eyes shut, all facade Pick away the pieces
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May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 8:43 AM UTC
Bustication: The art of tearing one of us apart
Things I won’t: Let myself go Set myself free and wait to see if I’ll come back whole Split wide open for you to slide into Busticate Things I do: Hold hands and wait for them to let go Never drunkenly fornicate, hours late turn early mornings as we wait Slip into you, mouth open, eyes shut, all facade Pick away the pieces
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May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 8:43 AM UTC
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