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Chapped lips
Rusted words
The sea-salt taste of your skin
We are worn to bleached bones
And faked moans
That have worn my mouth dry
– “I Think It’s Over”, Allison Cadeau | inrapture (via thatkindofwoman)

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Chapped lips
Rusted words
The sea-salt taste of your skin
We are worn to bleached bones
And faked moans
That have worn my mouth dry
– “I Think It’s Over”, Allison Cadeau | inrapture (via thatkindofwoman)

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"Chapped lips
Rusted words
The sea-salt taste of your skin
We are worn to bleached bones
And faked moans
That have worn my mouth dry"

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