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5:04 p.m. - April 9, 2012
a love poem
found youth in a bottle of flesh essence of heart pure and new fresh breath of sweet air soft breath through my hair id pay to stay this way forever id pray just to stay in your grip yesterday and forever i eat my wrongs with a knife and no salt just to rest in your arms you let me know no fault youre so young youre so goddamn young but youre more than me and im so goddamn dumb
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