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i tell myself i'm independent and strong and made of metal but the minute somebody comes into my life and holds me the minute arms press against a heavy hearted chest the second lips kiss a tired body iron turns into honey and they the bee

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For You?

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Oct 6, 2019

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Notes: midnight cuddles are no joke
Tags: #independence #love #trust #thoughtfulness

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