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I don't fall in love, I trip- Stumble Falling Eyes wide and dreamy Heart beating incessantly Constantly. Seeing the world through rose coloured lens. Yet Still seeing you. Eyes through To skin And deeper Yet.
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Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 1:20 AM UTC
the fall
I don't fall in love, I trip- Stumble Falling Eyes wide and dreamy Heart beating incessantly Constantly. Seeing the world through rose coloured lens. Yet Still seeing you. Eyes through To skin And deeper Yet.
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Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 1:20 AM UTC
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