Best Friend's Brother

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Kiss as if to kill
Lips stained with secrets
For which we want to tell
Of actions shared between us
I laugh at the memory of us laughing
Between wordless conversations
Cheeks hurt from smiling
There’s time later for questions
So I attempt to twist our fingers
But you pull away
My feelings are left to linger
Relations change in a day





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