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Feb 2014
There was fire everywhere
Because he was everywhere
His hands traced my skin
Burning it
His lips tasted every inch of my face



I couldn't feel anything besides the burning
Cjf
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Cjf  25/F/where the wild things are
(25/F/where the wild things are)   
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   Theia Gwen
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