i don't kiss and tell
As the intro of 'pulmonary archery' sounded like a perception of broken bodys screaming for amnesty, I just knew this was the last time i'd ever let my guard down again.
I just knew with every little inch of my body, this was the inception of the end.
The very cold and early december morning took us flowing out no where. Just like that look in your eyes.
"My actions.." he said.
"..speak louder than words." I filled him up.
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