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Sep 2015
HIM
He is no longer someone I admire
He isn't someone I can just "watch"
He is no longer someone I think is cute or adorable

He is someone I need
He is someone I crave
My skin
My hands
My lips
My heart
My thoughts;
His skin
His hands
His lips

My body burns
It aches
It craves

All
     For
         HIM


                                                                                                                r.n
Ana
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Ana
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   A Alexander and Cecil Miller
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