keeping you prestine in the museum of my mind
this is the first time being alive singularly in so long
(for now
take a good long look at everything you aren't missing out on
though you can't
my face is too grossly familiar to observe)
this may not make sense right now
but thank you so much for showing me that I deserve better
I thought I did, but didn't believe it
"did you come knocking on my door
or did I come to yours?
whose ship came washed up on whose shore?
and from what ocean floor?
there wasn't much to her dress
and I felt stuck in my body like a horse in quicksand"
"
"
A love story
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A Love Story, if told correctly, will do nothing less than ruin your heart.
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