in-love
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please don't let me go
i whispered to you
in the dark of your room
you gripped me tight
and promised
but how can you
make that promise
when you don't know
what the future holds
My mother always said that you can judge someone’s life by looking at their hair
If it’s sticky and untamed
They’re dirty
If it’s slicked neatly back
