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4d
Sin
Did a sin...a sin i can't erase...oh the sin I'll gladly preserve, the sin of craving your taste, your presence and existence..
A sin made only for me..a sin with ocean eyes, rose lips and the smile of poems..
While you, my own lil sin..feels like art, the one i wanna hide away from the world...but still show you off like the view I'm still falling for..deeper..
You're like the language I'm not fluent in, the language made for the death of me...and the language i would gladly die learning..
While my biggest fear is someone else stealing that heart, while i die turning mine into words.
And oh my love, my own roman empire is sitting under the sky of stars..while you stare at the moon and i..gaze at mine.
One of my firsts
Ivan
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Ivan  19/M/India
(19/M/India)   
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   Maimoona Tahir and BipolarBear
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