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Nov 2016
She stared at his wild deep eyes
His fingers lingered in her hair
Her mouth curled up in pursuit
His dreams held her breaths
Sunshine spilled in their frictions
Liquid hearts lost in imperfections
His abyss is blue dark and intense
Trail of her kisses obscure dense
He summoned his demons darkness
To burn her light to **** her madness
Isolated devil's peace crisis.
Tehreem
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Tehreem
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