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sour

  • Writer: Liz
    Liz
  • Apr 4, 2019
  • 1 min read

I think of you

At night

When my mind

Has no strength

To stop the thoughts

Of you

Beside me

Kissing me

Inside me

I want to rip

My mind to shreds

For allowing

These thoughts in

And poisoning

My progress

-sour


 
 
 

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