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Oct 2015
Put your hands on my knees and think of me as a book
you're dying to read, like a sailor lost at sea.
Make me crave you presence because the mere
thought of you drives me crazy.
Make me want to love ..
I want it to CONSUME me.
I want it to **** time.
I want you to breathe me.
I want you to be mine.
Euphoric Acid
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Euphoric Acid
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