Poems from lainybug

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hold you in my armchair, you can feel my disease
she sings me to sleep with a dark lullaby and convinces me it's peaceful she's the first one home and the first one to leave but she never...
there's a thin line between where the sky meets the sea it captures the sun and in the morning it will come again there's a space in...
the disease and the cure both out of reach maybe if i help her it will bring some relief  there's too many secrets i've to keep they...
i ought to tell you more but i'm too damn shy and inside i'm screaming so lound i can't believe you don't hear me
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color by number my nails i'll rip them off when you leave cock your head to the side and smile makes me smile behind mine are lies the...