Fallen
fall for your eyes
refuse to love me
i like it that way
sugar sweet smell on your neck
it triggers how things went
how they are supposed to be
i do not regret kissing him
with his olive hands slipping up my dress
latching onto the perfect kiss
the perfect drug
as i sing the dulcet sad song
the moon has a crescent loneliness
and nothing else matters
as you
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"i do not regret kissing him
with his olive hands slipping up my dress
latching onto the perfect kiss"
"the moon has a crescent loneliness"
"like the thimble to your heart
sewn in increments
i am splattered against your kiss."
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have not been writing, and i really need to pick up that pen again. i miss it.
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It was good to read something of yours again!
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thank you.
i feel lost, i have not written anything good, to my knowledge in months!!!
so thanks@!
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It's so sensitive. If that's the right word.
Great job.
AJ
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