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#bonappetit
you lie as a disguise and want me to love the mask I see when I claw to reveal the scars always end up on me you kiss my war wounds after my trample under yo feet you scrape my tears then plate them n serve em back to me
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Aug 31, 2024
Aug 31, 2024 at 1:42 AM UTC
bon appetit