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Leks  Dec 2013
Letters to A.
Leks Dec 2013
Sublime wildflower.*
I cut deep into my soul to derive words to describe the constellations you built inside my dark matter,
Inside the cave I bulit with insecurities and lustful thoughts of nights I thought would never exist

You delved into places I never knew existed, places I never knew my existence could ever fathom, you entered with nothing but subtle words and
your story

My life will forever drown in gratitide until my body finally lowers to the beautiful dark ocean floor you created within me.
(I will forever cherish the day you said you hate me/love me)

— The End —