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Paper boy

I want a paper boy who loves everybody

but me

He never see's my potential

he thrives from my downfalls

One day he will slip and

die

a somber death

It'll be good for him 

to see the truth

But this paper boy has gone this long

sticking to my back

I like the weight against my spine

the light touch of his body is a vague bliss

I can't get anywhere else

He knew where my mind went 

he had no doubt

I'd invite him in

he saw a paper girl

Nothing beyond that mattered

 

🌷(1)

◄ Roses

was it worth it ►

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