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I wish I could put into words the way you looked at me, or the way you're voice sounded. I wish I could put into words the way you felt under my finger tips, or the way your hair tangled in my grip. I wish I could put into words how it felt to watch you go, but only Molly knows.
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Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 7:09 PM UTC
She Keeps My Secrets
I wish I could put into words the way you looked at me, or the way you're voice sounded. I wish I could put into words the way you felt under my finger tips, or the way your hair tangled in my grip. I wish I could put into words how it felt to watch you go, but only Molly knows.
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Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 7:09 PM UTC
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