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Nov 2013
when I see you
I look at your body,
because you used to be my sweater
When I see you
I look at your hands
because those used to be my mittens
When I see you I look at your chest
because that's where I felt safest
When I watch you walk away
I look your ***
because I refused to kiss it.
Aiden
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