Jan 2022
Wipe these tears away from my cheek.
The softness from your hands make me wither.
I know they have been on someone else.
But the touch of them is all I want right now.
The softness from your hands make me wither.
I know they have been on someone else.
But the touch of them is all I want right now.
I think I love you again
(26/M)
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