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Going Once.. I feel your warm breath as you whisper those three sweet words into my ear Going Twice.. I feel so secured as your palms touched my face with affection Going Thrice.. I feel cherished as your soft lips brushed mine and then.. I open my eyes My lips curved bitterly I thought you're real but then.. You're just another beautiful nightmare.
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 4:16 AM UTC
BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE
Going Once.. I feel your warm breath as you whisper those three sweet words into my ear Going Twice.. I feel so secured as your palms touched my face with affection Going Thrice.. I feel cherished as your soft lips brushed mine and then.. I open my eyes My lips curved bitterly I thought you're real but then.. You're just another beautiful nightmare.
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 4:16 AM UTC
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