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"Your smile sucks the blood out of me, a thing my body considers a privilege to be"
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BINABASA MO ANG
2.2 || Lueur
Poetry*completed* ○• LUEUR ○• (French : Glow) •Words spun into quotes Sentences dripping in gold Alphabets turned into sentences Each with a story of their own ○•I present to you LUEUR, a book whose drowning pages breathed life when waves of ink crashed...
the way your face
6|| t h e w a y y o u r f a c e
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"Your smile sucks the blood out of me, a thing my body considers a privilege to be"
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