heat blurs the air. oh,
at last you are but dust and
bones. sweet dreams, my love
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Honey in a Fist
Poetrystanding before you holding my soul in my hands would you like a piece? Jumping on the haiku bandwagon (mostly me just rambling and having a good time) COVER IS BY THE AMAZING JUPITER (aftershock_) GO CHECK OUT THEIR WRITING TOO!!
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heat blurs the air. oh,
at last you are but dust and
bones. sweet dreams, my love
