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15 September 2025

Cross my mind like kisses across heavy hanging fruits, red stains cover me. 

Your teeth mark my skin leaving adoration in its wake

Destructive addiction, come and get breathless

Cross my mind, come on, be through with it

You fool in love, so sick of it all

Bite down on the strap now, I know you miss me

Lipstick swatch on broken bones, the marrow shows

What you thought you knew, come and get 

That. Why seriousness riots on the bathroom floor

Just as things get hazy; free me of my obstinate bonds. 


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