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Twelve
Poems
Oct 2017
Her
your hands were cold
as our fingers intertwined,
your eyes were bold
as I looked
your lips were chapped,
as mine met yours,
your skin were clear
as my body touched yours,
I canβt think much more,
describing you,
Pristine,
or Flawed
one thing I can say
I love you!
no matter what.
Written by
Twelve
23/M/Philippines
(23/M/Philippines)
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