My girl anticipates a grief that will be like dying
She chokes on a keel like she might gag
She might vomit the rock of horror
She’s birthing an unreleasable hot loss
There’s something clean in the pain or there could be
It’s the love coin flipped to the goodbye side
Which is white with raw blind burning
Ugh the love coin(s)!! Where’s the fountain they get thrown into!
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ReplyDeletebirthing an unreleasable hot loss <3 love coin <3
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