Friday, May 10, 2019

Invitation


My wounds are craving 
for the salt on your lips –
and oh, how beautiful it is
to ache just enough to live
without ever breaking.
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  1. AnonymousJanuary 13, 2020 at 12:24 AM

    i still pick the pieces from the floor
    my bed is all a mess
    i just wanted to hug you long and tight
    but i didn't get the chance
    you fragile thing

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