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i hope this cherry perfume you rubbed off on my hands is worth how id burn down every old mans garden in fear of someone else taking what i have… Read more.

merry christmas, please dont call. leave letters tattered with your tears or spit into an envelope and leave it in my mailbox with shears and maybe ill have one less… Read more.

i can see the little twilight cling to your skin like black ice to a road. i can pick out each individual eyelash, each fleck of coffee brown irises. there… Read more.

i clean my desk in hopes of it inspiring my mind i hope for it to be as transparent as my mind there lay a few pencils astray and these… Read more.