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Nov 2015
by Arcassin Burnham


When her hair flows out the window,
it's just much different,
in this difficult reality is a curse we all
follow,
and live in,
her beautiful spirit is the only thing
that drives me sane,
when I can't maintain,
putting eyes on her pain
and the flaws that a blind man can see,
we could all feel the strain,
thinking out loud but too sure of myself,
that maybe one day we'll get married on
a beach,
giving up faith,
I bless the day I met you,
Hearts in your eyes,
Measure of time with no wealth,
but love at first sight,
I'm suffocating,
I'm out of breath,
a love with no help,
an army at your finger tips,
non of the men can kiss your lips like i can,
I can,  I will,
be the one to fulfill,
desires were always ordeal.
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2015/11/beautiful-soul.html
Arcassin B
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Arcassin B  23/M/Palm Coast , FL
(23/M/Palm Coast , FL)   
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