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Your fingers ran up and down my arms like ants skittering back to their home i felt a prickle, a chill i couldn't tell if i wanted to be held to run along your surface so fast, you could never catch up or if i wanted to be crushed under the weight of your shoe
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Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 5:46 PM UTC
Tiny Bug Legs
Your fingers ran up and down my arms like ants skittering back to their home i felt a prickle, a chill i couldn't tell if i wanted to be held to run along your surface so fast, you could never catch up or if i wanted to be crushed under the weight of your shoe
#heart#girl#confused#ants
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lucille-flott
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Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 5:46 PM UTC
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