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my feelings for you are like a young child with cruel fingers poking at a bruise. the sweet ache settles bone-deep and sparks with every secret touch.
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Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 8:40 PM UTC
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my feelings for you are like a young child with cruel fingers poking at a bruise. the sweet ache settles bone-deep and sparks with every secret touch.
lottie-white
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Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 8:40 PM UTC
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