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Pieces of her Pieces of heart Hands Skin Her joy Pieces of you Likeness Only likeness But still I collect you And gather you up And soak in any aspect of her Because I am longing Longing for her touch Her hand on my brow Her heart Her joy But there’s nothing Quite like your heart Hands Skin Smile Endless love But still I collect mothers If you are honoured enough To be even a little bit like her I long for you I crave you I miss you
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Jul 24, 2022
Jul 24, 2022 at 2:31 PM UTC
Confession: I collect mothers
Pieces of her Pieces of heart Hands Skin Her joy Pieces of you Likeness Only likeness But still I collect you And gather you up And soak in any aspect of her Because I am longing Longing for her touch Her hand on my brow Her heart Her joy But there’s nothing Quite like your heart Hands Skin Smile Endless love But still I collect mothers If you are honoured enough To be even a little bit like her I long for you I crave you I miss you
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Jul 24, 2022
Jul 24, 2022 at 2:31 PM UTC
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