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your hands are cold and they don't fit in mine our fingers struggle to make the fit your face jumps from sweet relaxation to indignant self defense and psychoanalysis you always struggle to say the right thing but usually you are dumb you're slowly opening up to me letting me in because I'd never hurt you unlike how you've treated me let's hold mismatched hands trade bits of our hearts with each other relax and be free with me
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Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 3:59 PM UTC
mismatched
your hands are cold and they don't fit in mine our fingers struggle to make the fit your face jumps from sweet relaxation to indignant self defense and psychoanalysis you always struggle to say the right thing but usually you are dumb you're slowly opening up to me letting me in because I'd never hurt you unlike how you've treated me let's hold mismatched hands trade bits of our hearts with each other relax and be free with me
janet-li
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Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 3:59 PM UTC
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