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Jan 2014
Standing in the warm water
Streaming down from my eyelashes to my crimson lips
Pooling apon them
I raise my hand to trace the curve of them
Kiss me
From my glass ribs to my summer hips
Sunshine warmth sinks in
Sending me shivers as I imagine you trailing your hand along
My arms cradle my broken body
My head hits the clouds
I can not stop thinking about you
I can not stop thinking about how I want you
How I need you
How I love you
But you dont want me

Sometimes
I wish shower water would wash away the thought of you
Earthchild
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Earthchild
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