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Can   you   explain  theacid  that   runsthroughmyveins                       wheneverI'mwithyou... or,                      I    simply       missyou          When    I     crave     the      sensation            of                    yourskinonmyskin                                                                 vibrationstomytoes         thetasteofyourmouth                                                      electricitydownbelow                                                             your                                                          face                                                      between                                  my                                             legs                                                          oh                                                          his                                                         t                                                            o                                                           n                                                         g                                                            e                                                           is                                                     gold              diamonds                             in our                                eyes                                                 handinhand                                                    tohold.          You                               cradle                                                          close&cherished;                             my                                                               heartinwhich                                                       you stole.
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Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 11:17 PM UTC
མྱ་ངན་ལས་འདས་པ།
Can   you   explain  theacid  that   runsthroughmyveins                       wheneverI'mwithyou... or,                      I    simply       missyou          When    I     crave     the      sensation            of                    yourskinonmyskin                                                                 vibrationstomytoes         thetasteofyourmouth                                                      electricitydownbelow                                                             your                                                          face                                                      between                                  my                                             legs                                                          oh                                                          his                                                         t                                                            o                                                           n                                                         g                                                            e                                                           is                                                     gold              diamonds                             in our                                eyes                                                 handinhand                                                    tohold.          You                               cradle                                                          close&cherished;                             my                                                               heartinwhich                                                       you stole.
the title means "Nirvana" in tibetan. exactly the state I feel when I'm with him
biyoekii
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28/F/Canadian
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 11:17 PM UTC
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