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Your heaven

  • Writer: Siuta Uaisele
    Siuta Uaisele
  • Apr 20, 2024
  • 1 min read

Dear vase,


Your heaven, my hell.

I cry for you everyday.

I long for you in the night.


At midday, I thirst for none other but your touch.


You are the comfort I don't have.

You are the comfort I never get.

You are the water I need for life.


My name is (me) and I really like you.

Because you are super hot.

Because you are super rich.

Because you are super smart.

And if you are none of those.


That's ok too

I have fallen in love with you


Ps


Ekoti

 
 
 

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