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Oct 2016
He touches my face when he kisses me
.
Alarm set for 10:20
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"The moment I saw you, I fell in love and you smiled because you knew"
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You mean everything to me
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"The day that I ask you...is the day that I die. Then, I'll be reborn again, and start my life with you"
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I love the way our lives hold hands, it feels so nice
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I trust him to love me the way I am
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Kiss like lovers, hug like old friends, because we are
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Adults who don't drive
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Clouds that look like heaven
.
Men with ponytails
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Passion is love and hate
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Sometimes the tears that stroke my face are like wet, gentle fingers
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It's okay
.
Twas a good, heavy month
Bailey
Written by
Bailey  21/Gender Nonconforming
(21/Gender Nonconforming)   
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   ---, Doug Potter and Keith Wilson
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