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Dec 2015
The eternal drought brought upon by wasted tears has left me in a state of rememberance. No matter how high i get, your dripping love still has my mind captured. The wonders of your touch still keep my heart in trance. Your name no longer leaves my mouth in longing but in defeat. The night has grown to last all day.
josh wilbanks
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josh wilbanks  north carolina
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