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Barefoot and disheveled

by dieR

I would run to your arms Like no one ever will. Now all that's left is my tiptoes as to not wake up the only dream that still remains. My heartbeat is finally louder   than my own voice *
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Apr 16, 2019
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#love#ache#heart#he#dream#heartbeat#voice#silence#quiet#young
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