They tell you a lot about damaged people
about how you shouldn’t love them
about how you shouldn’t romanticize them
You’ll only end up hurt when you cant fix them
Ive never heard the story of the ones who do fix them
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Victorians Don’t Pierce Their Septums, Except for Love, Poetry by Aaron Schultz
When I first saw you in those light
plaid pants, tight fitting to your form,
my friends wanted to kick your ass. “Where
did this Bozo come from? Let’s waste
him,” they said. But that smell… Your smell…
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