i left marks shaped like the bow of my lips lingering gray on window panes that i
passed by and
sweetly on the spaces between your fingers, the back of your knees and space where your ear meets your jaw in gentle, gentle touches which left you feeling only more alone
quieter
smaller and denser
between your blankets,
cuddled close to
draw in as much
of your own heat
as you could
sweetly, gently, close around you, i left you to myself.
in early aching morning lights, i left you to myself.
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-Raven thoughts blacken your mind until you're breathing in reverse-
sweetly on the spaces between your fingers, the back of your knees and space where your ear meets your jaw in gentle, gentle touches which left you feeling only more alone
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Minds are like parachutes; they work best when they're open.
clubs I'm in: [link]
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fin.
(swim swim little fishy)
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fin.
(swim swim little fishy)
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fin.
(swim swim little fishy)
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Minds are like parachutes; they work best when they're open.
clubs I'm in: [link]
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fin.
(swim swim little fishy)
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