Sunday, March 2, 2014

Do not fall in love with people like me. 
I will take you to
museums, and parks, and monuments,
and kiss you in every beautiful
place, so that you can
never go back to them
without tasting me
like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most 
beautiful way possible.
And when I leave 
you will finally understand, 
why storms are named after people.

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