BY: Shelbi Henny
Lighting a match between my fingertips we customize the underlining against a heavy clip to lock back a frequency you knew me all too well feelings are way too real staining the complex chair lifting mid-motion air permanently lead me into the raptures the after effects mastering swords of indifferent withholdings my life began triggering a pulse under collisions that lay under my pinky, ring, and middle finger clutched while my index caresses you and my thumb subdued to kiss the others i was convulsing to release you while the bullet controlled you
shelbi confessions 
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