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He's Not Like This All the Time
I love you.
You're an asphyxiant
Because, your heart, what's left is crumbs.
Imaging a picture perfect person.
Your eyes, the windows to the soul,
Through my lens, pre-post
All I see is red
You're an asphyxiant
Because, your heart, what's left is crumbs.
Imaging a picture perfect person.
Your eyes, the windows to the soul,
Through my lens, pre-post
All I see is red
Published 12th Apr 2023
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