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Off LimitsI want you in the most innocent of ways. / When I sit behind you my hand aches to touch your neck. /
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Jun 14, 2014
Time Heals All WoundsTime heals all wounds. / The pain that you feel now will disappear / and be carried away by the tick
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Jun 13, 2014
grieving processMy friends Dad died. / I played the whole thing off / like I couldn't care less / but I'm so sorry.
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Jun 12, 2014
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