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I resent the water that gets to lick you all over every morning. I envy the sun that gets to kiss your skin so softly. I am jealous of the brush that gets to run through your hair. I hate the pen that gets to feel your gentle touch. And I begrudge the sheets that gets to wrap all around you as you sleep.
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Dec 10, 2018
Dec 10, 2018 at 9:34 AM UTC
Lust
I resent the water that gets to lick you all over every morning. I envy the sun that gets to kiss your skin so softly. I am jealous of the brush that gets to run through your hair. I hate the pen that gets to feel your gentle touch. And I begrudge the sheets that gets to wrap all around you as you sleep.
This is the first of a seven parts series I am working on called "The Seven Deadly Sins"
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ccrle
18/F
Dec 10, 2018
Dec 10, 2018 at 9:34 AM UTC
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