you were so frightened that evening and all i thought about was; i wish i could pull all the tiny sads out of you since they were all so sticky in your thoughts and underneath all the layers of your skin; pull them out like a rope of tears and hatred; until they're all gone and you're empty; so i can fill you with summer inspiration and strawberry kisses; because honey, you deserve all the good things.
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01. poppyseed
Poetry🌾 about people, little moments, bumblebees, universe and made-up words
