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Dec 2012
you were all thumbs
stumbling into the doorway
glossy eyes
glowing like emeralds
hands tracing the door handle
wishing i could taste your chapped lips
your extremities come closer to me
rain falls on the exterior
of my heart
I shake,
*I yearn for you
Taylor
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Taylor
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   Jaelene C
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