a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love
affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Wednesday, October 4, 2017
And, I'm not gonna break my heart for you
It's so sweet, knowing you would throw me.
Knowing I love you, running my fingers through you, it's so deep.
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