You have the physiognomy that would turn me into a slut. Making my way to your apartment, just seeking a taste of heaven.
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Love // Thought
PoetryPoems about unrequited love, melancholia, and thoughts day-to-day (Updated randomly)
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You have the physiognomy that would turn me into a slut. Making my way to your apartment, just seeking a taste of heaven.
