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Mar 2015
Intimacy is your gentlest moments
A flutter of kisses, a brush of skin
laying in the dark, breathing in

Intimacy is your darkest moments
a raised hand and blazing blue eyes
2 A.M, alone, a red wrist cries
Written by
Bandiiit
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   JWL and SPT
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