| the tune of that month long silly song when you stepped on my feet mocking me in my awkward version of dancing 'pretty eyes' you say but i feel your gaze on my tits so i turned my back to your apathy and you took me from behind because you knew my vulnerability from all angles you threw away my facade of faith it burned hot and i breathed in the ash til my bones were blue with the effort to love you and how every little thing you do was wrong from the first fuck |
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| home the tenth |
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