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Mud beneath our feet
Stars above our head
Wearing nothing but rain slicked skin
And frosted breath
You
Cannot keep your hands off me
I
Cannot take my eyes off you
We
Are two planets
In rotation
And neither of us
Can defy gravity
They tell me I'm crazy but I think that's a bit of an overstatment I mean it's not my fault there isn't enough air in this room to breathe.
 Dec 2014 NeeshaNeesha
Hayleigh
Me?
I was born a storm
A whirlwind of inner turmoil
Tsunamis tripping off my tongue.

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