Clementine von Radics

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I wonder if you know yet that you’ll leave me. That you are a child playing with matches and I have a paper body. You will meet a girl with a softer voice and stronger arms and she will not have violent secrets or an affection for red wine or eyes that never stay dry. You will fall into her bed and I’ll go back to spending Friday nights with boys who never learn my last name

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I will love you when you are a still day.I will love you when you are a hurricane

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It’s just so strange.You used to love me,and now you’re a strangerwho happens to know allof my secrets