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I feel pretentious trying to think up titles for things that just come to me.
remember the light her eyes held when
her whispers slipped down your neck and settled just
at your collarbone
nestled there all along, you cupped them in your hands
the days you fought
and the night she
left.
her whispers slipped down your neck and settled just
at your collarbone
nestled there all along, you cupped them in your hands
the days you fought
and the night she
left.
Published 15th Dec 2013
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15th Dec 2013 8:47pm
Anonymous
17th Dec 2013 9:04am
Subtle but raw! Great lines....
