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Jun 2013
i am quiet when you
lay me on the bed
when your forest eyes
swallow me whole,
slowly removing my clothes.
my skin is pale
with freckles to match yours
and your forest eyes
catch on fire
and i've never before
felt so beautiful.
Cadence Musick
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Cadence Musick
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