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Jun 2013
Flowers flew by
as her eyes stared fiercely in mine:
her soul was free
her  face  was  fine;
she ****** the life out of me
though I adored everything about her.
And as she watched the colors
drain from my eyes I watched my love
enter hers.
modelb0nes
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modelb0nes  Toronto
(Toronto)   
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   nicole smith, fragile and Elise
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