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Aug 2011
i like
the way you
breathe.

you inhale
and exhale
and inhale
and exhale
and i can
feel your
heartbeat
getting
quicker and
quicker.
we are
watching
planes go by
in the night
sky and
it is quiet.

you tell me
you'd be
an idiot to
let me go,
and i think
to myself
"oh god,
he's an
idiot though"
Written by
shirley temple
662
   Pure LOVE
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