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Aug 2015
The binding bones in my body are so weak, every time you come near me.

I feel the pressure to speak if I see thee.

Your body touching mine, and even though I've only met you once it's as if I can't breath.

I want you so madly, badly

Your cape wrapped around me... You are the kryptonite
Miranda Bradley
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