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disorganised discrepancies compile themselves on desk studies

i don't need clues for your crypticism, only confirmation

beseeched and compressed against frigid walls

until the fountain pen bleeds dry of excuses for spinelessness

my arms lay siege until you surrender,

entrapping a heaving sorrow like wax sealed bottlenecks.

you'd mistake suffocation for the feeling of being held;

even your emphysemic pleas of mercy sound like a hushed "hold me tighter"

a passing vulnerability as shameful as malevolent relapsing

on administrations of poisoned fluidity;

you can push the glass away,

but the liquid still memorises all your esophageal shortcuts

as if it were a reunion of old friends.

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afroaza

oh this hit, lauren. <33

🫂🫂🫂🫂 love you <3

make peace, Elise

i LOVE this one i wish i could bookmark these :)

Awhwhwhwhwwh YAY HEHE <3 my only hope is screenshotting them honestly so I have them backed up