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Emma 12h
Heart cast to the wind,
Yet your name haunts every breath,
Freedom's hollow curse.
Emma 17h
Empty plates stacked high,
Lonely hearts in wrappings torn,
Love fades with the waste.
Gunmetal grey skies
loose leaden teardrop tempests —
Lights in the window
LL 3d
you ought to be hanged
for the way you stare — gold-framed
in a museum
LL 3d
skin — your skin — excites
the hell out of me like it's
fine art on the street
LL 3d
confession: I thought
the THREE-BODY PROBLEM was
an old ****** case
LL 4d
glorious rain — we
are a storm within these walls
made of two bodies
LL 5d
you make sense — like a
warm mug of matcha latte
on a rainy day
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