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Jan 21
The sweetness of her lips
Against mine
The smell of her hair
Engraved into my mind
Apart
From her
Dying
Alone
But when she returns
The sweet music of her laugh
The symphony of emotion
Rushing through
Making me know
How much
I truly love her
With every drop of blood
Coursing through my veins
And straight to my brain
Getting hard to breathe
Because
I soar through the air
With her as my wings
But she leaves
And I dive to earth
Being picked up
Whenever she returns
But gets ripped
From my back
Again and again
But the pain
Lets me remember
I am loved
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Dakota
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Dakota  M/United States
(M/United States)   
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   Rob Rutledge
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