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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Adult · #548882
Just a little something!
Diseased eyes,
bruised hearts.
Standing over broken glasses.
This room is swimming in death.
It makes no sense to end it now.
I can make you sparkle.
Cover you in glitter.
Hide you in a box.
Safe and warm,
full of ecstasy.
Touch me,
I'm real.

Francesca
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