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each kiss had me soaring higher blinded by the sweetness of the sun my name on your lips just as holy as any sermon they say falling feels alot like flying until you hit the ground but as the wax from my wings melted sticky and red i decided it was worth it to be close to you c l o s e s t  to you for even a moment.
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Nov 23, 2023
Nov 23, 2023 at 4:44 PM UTC
i, carrion.
each kiss had me soaring higher blinded by the sweetness of the sun my name on your lips just as holy as any sermon they say falling feels alot like flying until you hit the ground but as the wax from my wings melted sticky and red i decided it was worth it to be close to you c l o s e s t  to you for even a moment.
- endless moons have past, and we swore we'd never become strangers.
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F/scotland
Nov 23, 2023
Nov 23, 2023 at 4:44 PM UTC
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