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You come home. The taste of you on my lips so near to gone and I eat you up as if I’ve lived a year of hunger. I spit at you. Throwing up bile into your ears as I leave scars on your skin from my talons.
You come home. The taste of you on my lips so near to gone and I eat you up as if I’ve lived a year...
A little piece I wrote a while ago, never showed people my writing before so here goes nothing
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