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Dec 2015
So,
there we were under december lights and burnt out matchsticks,

looking like we've fallen in love tonight.

It was all eyelashes and hastiness drawn out.
You braided secrets & warm murmurs into my hair;
then a smirk into my left shoulder blade.

Your lips tasted like something,
someone

I wanted more of.
Oops?
A little cheekier than usual?
;
A very merry christmas, sunshines.
<3
Amanda
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Amanda  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
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