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Dec 2016
Her kisses where so passionate
That she use to bite my lips
And wherever her hands would lay
She would tighten her grip
The love she felt
Burned in her eyes
And I could see it on her face
There was no mistake
I was the one she loved
Love(d)
Past tense
Now when we kiss
It's like I'm kissing a ghost
One peck
And that's it
The word passionate wouldn't even come close
When we hugged
The way she held me
And how she buried her head in my arms
Made me never want to let go
I miss them
And in a way I'm still holding on
Hugging her
Even though she's not really there
Somewhere along the way
Something went wrong
And it affected the way
We hug and kiss
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devante moore  24/M
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