once upon a time, a girl with stardust ribs and dull eyes got too attached to a girl composed entirely of asphalt and grey lungs.
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Poetry"though your skin's sheet white and your arms carry scars, your hair isn't clean much and your lungs black with tar and god, you love to argue and you can't play guitar but still let me tell you that I love who you are." 2014
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once upon a time, a girl with stardust ribs and dull eyes got too attached to a girl composed entirely of asphalt and grey lungs.
