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i don't know much about love but-
i. i'm in this god awful drunken party with fleeting faces from the tabloids and i've downed 3 bottles of vintage port so i can see the reflective glassy duvet of my boy again amongst the messy montage of sugarplum souls.
ii. i scrub and lather until my skin is stripped of all your stained kaleidoscope kisses but, pearberry and almond créme scented collagen couldn't make me feel as beautiful as you did.
iii. the world around us has turned into monsters with chipped teeth and daggers for hearts and i don't know how else to protect you so although you aren't mine to keep, i'll still keep you safe within the littered lines of my poetry.
iv. i have turned into a tempest trainwreck that drives to any place that smells like sickly sweet sunbathed strawberries just to reminisce the scent of you rooted skillfully within the candid curlicues of my body.
v. my amaranthine lover with a golden state of mind, i don't know much about love- but you are the first and last thing i would save during a disaster.
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