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Feb 2016
Your Beauty, Your Scent
is an everlasting sensation.
How could someone look as if they have been kissed by the Sun,
but raised by the Moon?
You're different.
Something I have never experienced before,
and I hope to never stop.
Your words rain down on me with such force,
I can barely stand it.
You're so cruel,
but in the most beautiful way possible.
You put salt into my wounds, then bandage me up.
Cayce McQuillan
Written by
Cayce McQuillan  20/F/Chicago
(20/F/Chicago)   
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