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  • stillerwaters
  • Sep 6, 2018
  • 1 min read

giggling

that she has to deal with the shit that I had to deal

with

you

heat

for the honey-sweet words you

dripped

stuttered

stumbled

spat

eyebrows

suspect your mindset

mistrust your head

above or

below mine

breath

caught between your

lies

and truth unknown

experience

built the wall

charred

but strong

realize

I wanted you to want me

more than I ever wanted you.

 
 
 

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