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He does not think he is beautiful He does not speak when my hands travel the mapwork of his body under mine. I mark my favorite places with my lips, several times to be sure theyre real. Lips Eyes Nose Bellybutton Arms Hands Lips Eyes Nose Bellybutton Arms Hands Lips Eyes Nose Bellybutton Arms Hands Again and again I want to show him he is loved But he does not believe me He does not believe me because They are telling him no Dont look in the mirror yet But this morning you look beautiful But you look so sad So i try to kiss my favorite parts of you But youre not here Lips Eyes Nose Bellybutton Arms Hands Nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing but air.
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Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 10:48 AM UTC
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He does not think he is beautiful He does not speak when my hands travel the mapwork of his body under mine. I mark my favorite places with my lips, several times to be sure theyre real. Lips Eyes Nose Bellybutton Arms Hands Lips Eyes Nose Bellybutton Arms Hands Lips Eyes Nose Bellybutton Arms Hands Again and again I want to show him he is loved But he does not believe me He does not believe me because They are telling him no Dont look in the mirror yet But this morning you look beautiful But you look so sad So i try to kiss my favorite parts of you But youre not here Lips Eyes Nose Bellybutton Arms Hands Nothing Nothing Nothing Nothing but air.
jenna-vaitkunas
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jenna-vaitkunas
21/F/American
Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 10:48 AM UTC
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