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Dec 2016
He pulls me in close to his heart as he sleeps because I know
He craves the sensation of my skin pressed against his own
Yet little be known I crave it worse than he does but my lips will remained sealed to protect those hearts
Written by
Mya  26/F/Wherever Souls Wander
(26/F/Wherever Souls Wander)   
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