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Les plus beaux couchers de soleil sont ceux que je passe avec toi

Wednesday, January 15, 2025

Like a cat

You leaving was like a cat getting ready for a bath, you’re claw marks ripped into my flesh and tore at all of the marks and scars I had learned to love  

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