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Jan 2021
With every kiss pressed against my neck
It’s as if you’re stealing the air out of my lungs
Or maybe if passion had enough power
You’re breathing life back into my empty bones.
There’s something so innocent and so dark, I just want to taste a little bit more.
See how long I can hold my breath
Before I’m suffocating underneath you.
JustHayy
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JustHayy  25/F
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