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that december, i found my body had really been his all along.
this movie is breaking my heart.
i could have written volumes about the way he was ****ing me,
or the reasons he loved me,
or his favorite ways to die.
and then the summer came, and i gave my skin, my heart and liver and lungs away to him.
but i kept singing in the morning for him.
i was wrapped up in a blanket beside a stolen lake, i was going to take his arms with me.
i was hot and dehydrated and losing my faith.
and then he was kneeling at my feet and i felt my womb swell up for him.
i thought he was my needle in a haystack, my one in a million love story, i would have believed forever.
i thought that time couldnt keep up with us and that the whole world would just remain still while we were alive.
i thought the wicked pieces had been washed away in the torrents of calm we had, only, alone

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