Tucked in together.
Sharing a twisted breath.
I saved mine for one like this.
Does it really hurt less in the tall grass hiss?
I rose, to have my toes compose a soft curl.
Fully, fast and hard.
Left a useless shell.
My insides poured into you, and I like them there, as their burden was great.
Thinking about us that have not been.
Clenching you inside me yet.
Looking in.
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