It's funny how you can tell if I'm hurt if you see,
Blood d
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from my wrists,
Or tears p
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from my eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Afternoon Thoughts
PuisiHer head felt light in that moment, She felt as if was drunk on starlight, Her bare toes grazing dewy grass, Breathing in the sweet scent that was finally her.
