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Mar 2016
Alluring eyes
Good enough to hypnotise

perpetual grace
    Not a movement out of place

The wolf yearning

Thirsty
                              Greedy
            Lusting
                                                Craving

Twinkeling desires
Breed up like wildfire
I didn't actually finish this but I don't know where it was going either. The feelings I had died out like a match in the winter rain. Sorry.
Arielle Dawn
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Arielle Dawn  20/F/Amsterdam
(20/F/Amsterdam)   
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