please cry
tell me you are human
tell me you can love
tell me your tears aren't oil
but fresh, bitter tears
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vessel
Poetry"and so the canopy of trees flutter and bathe you in green leaves and i swear to the heavens right at that moment we were infinity" a collection of poems
sixth moon
please cry
tell me you are human
tell me you can love
tell me your tears aren't oil
but fresh, bitter tears