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i only kiss her when she’s sleeping
fearing conversation
caressing her cheeks
from dried-up tears
i just want her to breathe me in
remember me in her dreams
because she’s broken
and i’m stationary
my finger is frozen
on her indigo lips
with my cigarette
forming double infinity
bruises upon her hips
Labels: rant
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