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Apr 2019
The sight of you makes me feel at home
I love how the whisper of your voice in me ear
& The feeling your fingers on my cheeks as they roam
Eliminates all my innate fear, don't need to shed a tear
But I'm still shedding tears because you don't love me
Despite being intimate, we're not intertwined
None of your friends even know I exist
You hide me, for such a reason you resist to tell me
Even though my patience is past due
I stay because I'm in love with you
André Morrison
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André Morrison  26/M/United Kingdom
(26/M/United Kingdom)   
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