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Apr 2015
Lost lies
All these words I crave to utter to you,
Sit still behind my teeth.

My lips quiver with the urge to utter your name, and the confessions of my love for your perfect being.
#love #poetry #reminising
Dylan Nicklason
Written by
Dylan Nicklason  Tasmania
(Tasmania)   
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