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Jul 2015
If I close my eyes and cry hard enough
I canΒ feel your lips almost touching mine
Your soft, flesh-filled, luscious lips...
It reminds me of the time I used to take my finger and gently trace over the outer-lining of your lips
I've never wanted to kiss someone so badly

Then a force just violently pulls me at my spine and I am flustered
I open my eyes
I'm back to reality
I've realized I cried myself dry

I stay still and just stare into the ground
Only the thoughts of you remain now
Yung Wifey
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Yung Wifey  Toronto
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