Untitled #7

Untitled #7

A Poem by Harper Tate

I pierce the flesh that holds me,

Like love notes inked in blood.

We never thought we’d end up here,

We never knew we could.

© 2015 Harper Tate


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Added on January 28, 2015
Last Updated on January 28, 2015

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Harper Tate
Harper Tate

United Kingdom