Poems from ashes321

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20. dangerously high hopes.
The smell of Christmas Trapped inside a candle It’s flame burning bright The only light I need Wide awake with too many thoughts A...
Your chapped lips Crush against mine The smell of smoke Lingers around our bodies entwined I push you down On top of the night grass...
There’s a place downtown That we used to go We'd stay up all night Laughing at our own jokes Having picnics and campfires On top of the...
Lana Del Rey’s voice Singing to me as I write Haunting me with memories Of all of the hopeless nights I spent wiping my mind of you...
Your blue eyes Pupils wide Bet you don’t remember How high we were Whitney’s voice Arguing with Kay You yelling about a branch in your eye...

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