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Tiny whispers, soft and subtle. Bed frames, a warming cuddle. Soul pieces, nose kisses, cold feet, one love puddle. Confrontation, elaboration, dark secrets, silent bracing. Morning breath, coffee grounds, cigarrettes, and carnal chasing. Television, Apple tarts, Soft eyes, and blunt smoke. Crazy nights, and tired days, that is what I miss the most..
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Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 7:49 AM UTC
The Happy Days
Tiny whispers, soft and subtle. Bed frames, a warming cuddle. Soul pieces, nose kisses, cold feet, one love puddle. Confrontation, elaboration, dark secrets, silent bracing. Morning breath, coffee grounds, cigarrettes, and carnal chasing. Television, Apple tarts, Soft eyes, and blunt smoke. Crazy nights, and tired days, that is what I miss the most..
kyle-fisher
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Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 7:49 AM UTC
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