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Apr 2015
You made me not only feel butterflies in my stomach
But all over my face and the pit of my neck
The tips of my lips have become ecstatic
Causing my breathing to become erratic
But I will never do the same to you

Because you are a black hole
Taking everything I give to you
But I will never ever be enough
To satisfy your bottomless hunger
Draft draft draft
Emilee Newton
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Emilee Newton  Bridgeport
(Bridgeport)   
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   Bailey Lewis
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