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May 2018
Her favorite flower is a sun flower, while mine is nerium oleander

One is with warmth and happiness and longevity, while the other can **** you

Her heart glows brighter then the afternoon sun while Mine is as dark as the night sky

Her soul dances like a burning fire, while mine is sitting in the corner.

Her and I  are vastly different but we still seemed to fall for one another

That's until she kept getting upset at the way I was  that I didn't talk much or not at all
thrive in conversations while I thrive in solitude

But wait tell you’re standing in front of me all of the darkness seems to fade
My heart calms , you can see the way my smile curls at the ends of my lips just by looking at her  I didn't have to wash my hands after she'd hold them

But now I live so far that The only way I can see her  is through a screen so far that I can't touch her or kiss her lips

Now she didn’t know what to feel and I press my lips  against  the one thing that will **** me
John Doe
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John Doe  20/In my bed
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