The light that fell on her cheeks
decided my fate
a cold October day
on the conceived summer of the tropical world
i ate some fruits that i thought you might enjoy
decided my fate
a cold October day
on the conceived summer of the tropical world
i ate some fruits that i thought you might enjoy
there's none left now
no longer sweet fruits
all that's left
is sex
i could say i'm pleased
what would you say?
you hardly say anything at all anymore
funny - i thought you were sleeping that day
you got up
scorned was i
you got up
i think
i see you
you
left
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