a_couch
Death of a Rose
that
the
hug
and
jiggars
slip
onto
forget
everything
you
might
have
known
about
the
softness
around
your
arms
about
my
arms
drape
you
in
all
the
comfort
you
can
find
when
you
can
slip
onto
my
crouched
slumber
.
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