when i feel
your lips on mine
i feel home
yet im still so lost
as if,
im lost in my own home
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𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔, 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎: 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌
Poetry-𝘠/𝘕'𝘚 𝘗𝘐𝘕𝘒 𝘕𝘖𝘛𝘌𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒- Purple hue blinded his unadjusted eyesight, blinking a few times before sitting up suddenly. He hoped to see her figure, huddled over her desk as he imagined. But there was no use thinking about hypotheticals. W...
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when i feel
your lips on mine
i feel home
yet im still so lost
as if,
im lost in my own home