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Sep 2015
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You randomly wander into my thoughts.

To cause the safest tides.

These aren't the safest times

It seems to be a lost in creativity for the bravest minds.

But when you slip your hand in mine

The cherry from your lip balm lingering behind

The bruises from your bites i'm trying to hide

I know in this time that nothing matters because you're mine

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EP
!!! PLEASE GIVE FEED BACK!!!
Elaine Powell
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Elaine Powell  Delaware
(Delaware)   
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