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you didn’t want me 
not when your fingers dug into 
my hips or when they trailed 
their way up my thigh 
and i don’t think 
i really wanted you, either 
we wanted skin and we wanted flesh
 touch without connection
 we pressed our lips together 
once or
 twice but i think it was habit 
more than anything
 we were doing this 
so we had to do this 
touch me and i’ll touch 
you but really 
i was touching him
 and you were touching her
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Jun 15, 2013
Jun 15, 2013 at 9:41 PM UTC
Of Cigarette Smoke and Loneliness
you didn’t want me 
not when your fingers dug into 
my hips or when they trailed 
their way up my thigh 
and i don’t think 
i really wanted you, either 
we wanted skin and we wanted flesh
 touch without connection
 we pressed our lips together 
once or
 twice but i think it was habit 
more than anything
 we were doing this 
so we had to do this 
touch me and i’ll touch 
you but really 
i was touching him
 and you were touching her
verdnt
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Jun 15, 2013
Jun 15, 2013 at 9:41 PM UTC
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