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AFTER THE KICKS
I live with a boxer.
My chest is his room.
He stands against reason.
So, whenever I overthink love,
he hits, hits, hits, hits, hits...
Did I mention he hits?
He hits my heart so hard.
That I end up falling asleep.
Exhausted.
But happy.

AFTER THE KICKSI live…

by a_mayuscula

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