I'm searching for home.
Dartmouth where have you gone?
I no longer can feel the subtle touch of her fingertips gliding up and down my arms.
Never again will I feel her warmth down my neck as she slowly breathes in a deep sleep.
I envy him who took her away.
Who didn't keep her.
Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 12:59 PM UTC
I'm searching for home.
Dartmouth where have you gone?
I no longer can feel the subtle touch of her fingertips gliding up and down my arms.
Never again will I feel her warmth down my neck as she slowly breathes in a deep sleep.
I envy him who took her away.
Who didn't keep her.
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