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Sep 2014
I feel your fingertips creeping between the walls within my veins
The way blood moves in currents and churns under flesh
Static and tingle
Eerie, pulsating chill
I feel your presence like icy waters flooding my bones
Even the warmth of the sun peels back in awe of your cold demeanor
netanya janel
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netanya janel  27/F/phx, az
(27/F/phx, az)   
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