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Sep 2014
And I don’t think you understand.
I just want to sleep with you - but it’s not about lust
at all
I just want to hold you - close enough
to taste your every thought
So I may catch any hint
of artificial sweeteners
in time.
Draft thing. Wary empath in love.
Hisoka K
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Hisoka K
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