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Aug 2015
Time freezes as I trace my fingers in patterns along the crevices of your skin, I crave you in the most innocent way possible. I want to touch you in places where my hands can not, I feel high off of your vibes.
Vibe with me.
Secret Poet
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Secret Poet  24/F
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