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Feb 2014
I put these kisses in a wooden

Every one of them
Sealed only for you.

I've never felt soo lost

Loneliness isΒ Β creeping
As I lay

Let your fingertips scribble and be the master
I am the puppet

Skin to Skin

Is the only thing I want to feel
Right now.
D - Matter
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D - Matter  England
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