Yellow turns this courage badge into a valentinal trash.
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These are the crushes meant to crush you.
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The contact was dry, but exasperating like a teething smile.
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Pulse by pulse, i honor the we weather to myself into her hands,
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and for an angel even she knew it well.
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when my drool dropped past her lips.
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A dead man floating in one in a forgetful moment.
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She saw it haunted in my eyes when they finally opened,
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coughing up blood like a throat.
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No, lover let go of my neck.
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We knew together that every crack in the wall
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is a step towards release of the lascivious waters i no longer wade through.
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Moral Eclipse
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| Cave-In |
