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Do you think two people can forget the way another’s lips tasted on their mouth?

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My body is not a manifestation of my worth, but an expression of my self-love.

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We taste like wildfires and crimson sunsets and sticky honey.

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Home once used to be a place, not
just the absence of memory.

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Dear self, I know I am struggling at the moment I am facing a whole lot of doubts and low self-esteem I am facing anxieties about the dreams that I am going to pursue, for me, for the both of…

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I dare you to let down your guard, to be vulnerable before taking control, to imagine the sensuality of making love instead of simply fucking.

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She forgot to put in it the infinite emptiness of life.

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You can’t make me disappear
As long as my hometown shall be the same as yours
You can’t pretend I never existed
As long as our common friends exist

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My dreams break open
And spill
Fat drops of honey