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Her Look at her brows furrow as she focus Never too close, never too far. O, i dream to put my lips between them pair Feel the creases soften beneath. Caught myself in these absurd ideas, When an idea about this she has none. As I go deeper into this, I see the imminent shatter of my life. Distance will have been better? Than to be close yet so far from how near I wanna be? This alien current under my skin Are sour and painstakingly swee
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
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Her Look at her brows furrow as she focus Never too close, never too far. O, i dream to put my lips between them pair Feel the creases soften beneath. Caught myself in these absurd ideas, When an idea about this she has none. As I go deeper into this, I see the imminent shatter of my life. Distance will have been better? Than to be close yet so far from how near I wanna be? This alien current under my skin Are sour and painstakingly swee
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
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