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Jun 2016
I've never felt more beautiful
than when I have been
tangled in the sheets of your bed.
The first rays of the morning
coming through the window.
The warmth of your skin
igniting a spark in me.
People tell me that this love is a sin,
that I am living in a **** all my own.
I will gladly shun a Heaven
where you don't exist.
Written by
Stormy  26/F/Ghost Planet
(26/F/Ghost Planet)   
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