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Apr 9
i’m going to miss you violently, with your hair wrapped around my fist,
and you’ll like this,
won’t you?
there will be nights i don’t sleep, and days where i can’t eat,
and all the while your voice will sit inside of my mind like a calf on a ****-
******* the life from me.
zoie marie
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zoie marie  23/F/everywhere i shouldn't be
(23/F/everywhere i shouldn't be)   
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