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pearlyn
I fell in love with the way your eyes light up when you speak, the way your shirt falls across your chest. I grew accustomed to your fingers brushing occasionally against mine, the way your feet moved as we walked side-by-side --- I fell in love with
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Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 1:06 PM UTC
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Where is the line Between Perfection and Insanity So many are told They have a mental health Problems I think We don't have enough Artists To make this perfect world A little more Insane
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Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 1:05 PM UTC
For the Love of Art
i yearn for a love that does not exist a love so rare it would not fit it would turn my skin on fire it would make me feel alive i would dance and i would not care the prying eyes how they would stare oh how i wish for no guidelines to exist for a love so rare it would not fit
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Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 1:05 PM UTC
Confession