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Feb 6
So this is it, then.
This is how you love me?
With your back turned away.
With your arms holding yourself.
This is how you love me.
With your eyes never leaving your phone screen.
Your hands never reaching for mine.
You don’t find me in the dark.
Help me, I’m stuck in it without you.
My lips long to be kissed.
My body longs to be held.
My voice longs to be heard.
Don’t you want to make me laugh?
Don’t you want to sing and dance with me?
Why is having fun with you no fun at all?
Lindsey Graham
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Lindsey Graham  21/F/Alaska
     BR Dragos and Sin
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