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If my blood is as red as your lips, how can i not draw it? And if your fingertips are as smooth as my back why are they not traveling it? If my laugh is as chilling as thunder then why is it not echoing in your mind? If my heart beats as fast as your shaking hands then why aren't you holding it? If your lungs are as black as my fingertips then why isn't my touch making your breath come faster? If my skin has as many goosebumps as yours does chills then why aren't they touching? If our souls play the same song then why aren't we together.
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Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 1:09 AM UTC
This is not a question, this is a promise
If my blood is as red as your lips, how can i not draw it? And if your fingertips are as smooth as my back why are they not traveling it? If my laugh is as chilling as thunder then why is it not echoing in your mind? If my heart beats as fast as your shaking hands then why aren't you holding it? If your lungs are as black as my fingertips then why isn't my touch making your breath come faster? If my skin has as many goosebumps as yours does chills then why aren't they touching? If our souls play the same song then why aren't we together.
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Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 1:09 AM UTC
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