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Nov 2017
My lips pressed together so my thoughts won't escape.

After we stared at each other...

After our hands touched each other and our lips met...

After we kissed and whispered...

After the sun went down and everyone went to sleep
and the sounds of music stopped and the train cried it's plea in the air...

After the weeds been smoked and your hands touched my thigh...

After my lip gloss was wiped away and our faces coated with blush...

We looked at each other and promised to never say anything.
Latiaaa
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Latiaaa  26/F/Chicago
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