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XLVIII

Human beings are such knotted, desperate pieces of work - it’s a rare thing to know one completely, to the core, and still love him.
— Dean Koontz, Your Heart Belongs to Me

is it weird that i dont know you at all
but i crave you as deeply as the day goes
as darkly as the night cries 

i want pieces and shards of you
lodged in my skin
i want your scent wrapped around
my waist in the morning
i want your lips open with enough space
to fill you. 
i want to feel you

Angel Haze


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