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For love, it is mandatory you pay the price of grief. I’m afraid I’m in treacherous debt. Swiped love off visas. more discounts than Mastercards. 50% of your attention only on Saturdays. What a deal! At least I had your eyes to myself just for a while. I knew every second that I was gonna lose you. Which is why every second mattered, why every second costs. I didn’t count every minute like quarters. I nurtured every hour. I spent all the time I had on priceless affection. You can see everything I owe to myself in my eyes. Pat my pockets feel the left over potential. Turn over my wallets and try to count the hopeless pennies. I have nothing else to give. What about an arm? A leg? How much more can I give of me just for a little more time with you?
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Apr 11, 2025
Apr 11, 2025 at 12:52 AM UTC
Pay It Forward.
For love, it is mandatory you pay the price of grief. I’m afraid I’m in treacherous debt. Swiped love off visas. more discounts than Mastercards. 50% of your attention only on Saturdays. What a deal! At least I had your eyes to myself just for a while. I knew every second that I was gonna lose you. Which is why every second mattered, why every second costs. I didn’t count every minute like quarters. I nurtured every hour. I spent all the time I had on priceless affection. You can see everything I owe to myself in my eyes. Pat my pockets feel the left over potential. Turn over my wallets and try to count the hopeless pennies. I have nothing else to give. What about an arm? A leg? How much more can I give of me just for a little more time with you?
racks on a racks baby.
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Apr 11, 2025
Apr 11, 2025 at 12:52 AM UTC
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