Monday 18 November 2019
seventy two words
only took him seventy two words to break me in half months of promises broken weeks of plans deserted and then after all my careful tenderness everything just stopped and after all his brutish charm everything just stopped and then i was in the air floored i was in the air mute i was in the air i was in the air i was in the air and he was all gone
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