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sometimes i sit on the floor of my shower and let the water run all over my body and think about what it would feel like to have your hands run all over my body for more than just one night and think about how it would feel if even one of the things you said to me was true. on that blurry night, in the soft darkness, when the only think that was in focus was the feeling of your fingertips on my skin.
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
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sometimes i sit on the floor of my shower and let the water run all over my body and think about what it would feel like to have your hands run all over my body for more than just one night and think about how it would feel if even one of the things you said to me was true. on that blurry night, in the soft darkness, when the only think that was in focus was the feeling of your fingertips on my skin.
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
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