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Jun 2014
You're right next to me
And I don't know if I've ever felt further from you.
I thought he messed me up, but it's nothing compared to you and I.
There's a fire, an electric current, in your touch
And every touch, every word, every look, every kiss we deny ourselves feels like a fresh knife through my already bruised heart.
You're killing me
Softly, sweetly, slowly.
I'm loving every ******* second of it.
Don't walk away...give me more...
Written by
ShadesOfTheSunset  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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