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And in the moments before she sleeps, when thoughts begin to feel like dreams, she often wonders to you. She's a painter with her words, but a clown with conversation, so she stumbles through to give and take, lost in ill translation. So what she meant to say, when she asked you every stupid question, was she wished you longed to hold her close with zero hesitation, and... no ****** connotation. Just the comfort of your touch.
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Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 1:54 PM UTC
Comfort
And in the moments before she sleeps, when thoughts begin to feel like dreams, she often wonders to you. She's a painter with her words, but a clown with conversation, so she stumbles through to give and take, lost in ill translation. So what she meant to say, when she asked you every stupid question, was she wished you longed to hold her close with zero hesitation, and... no ****** connotation. Just the comfort of your touch.
sydney-carter
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Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 1:54 PM UTC
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