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go ahead .
tell her .
tell her about all the ways i split you open with my undying love
and how i clawed at you with my everlasting affection .
go on ,
spill it out .
how suffocating  it was too feel something so new and breathtaking that you ran from it .
and don't stop there ,
no .
don't you dare go without reminding her of the ferocity of my lips
and the way they zig zagged across your skin ,
knowing this way ,
you'd never forget me .
but if you tell her all that than you must tell her the rest .
about how every single time ,
it was started with your begging eyes .
because no matter how many times your body left ,
your eyes stayed .
begging .

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