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Late at night when I’m desperate raw with longing for him, sometimes for her aching panic in the dark for all those future worlds I’ll never be a sudden thought occurs to me I’m still so young inside thinking this way I haven’t given up knowing that I tell my clinched hands that’s enough now let me sleep
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Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC
Alluding me
Late at night when I’m desperate raw with longing for him, sometimes for her aching panic in the dark for all those future worlds I’ll never be a sudden thought occurs to me I’m still so young inside thinking this way I haven’t given up knowing that I tell my clinched hands that’s enough now let me sleep
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Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC
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