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rory Apr 2020
will you let it die—
the memories of your youth,
be turn to ashes
rory Apr 2020
covetous—he and i
we entangled for that word
i was so happy
rory Apr 2020
love expenditures
of roses and chocolates
something i don't yearn
rory Apr 2020
by the scourge you'd die
and to contrary, i was
awakened, alive
rory Apr 2020
of my younger self
was spontaneous, complacent
everything i did
rory Apr 2020
tell a fairytale—
would certainly fill the holes
our affection lacks
rory Apr 2020
words made from disgust
the jealousy in my mouth
was bitterly daft
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