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Mar 2013
Siting at home alone
all I want is to feel your hands
all over
your beard tickling my chest
as you rest your head.
I haven't gone a signal day without the thought of you
it never seems to amaze me
the way I long for your touch
She never seems to give a ****
just an old has been that cant get over the past
I can't deal with any bit of you
Just once I'd like to be gone.
Anna Belle
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Anna Belle  Wisconsin
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