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Dec 2014
I don't even care what I look like anymore
The only thing I've grown to care for
Is the way your fingertips trace my face
The way they glide down to my waist
When you tell me my skin is soft
Breathe out

I held the deepest sigh when you kissed me
It's been a long time since I've thought
Hey let's make love
Let's do it right until the moon is gone tonight
When you put your fingers somewhere raw
Breathe in

It's like a gasp I can't control it
Your skin on mine
Your bed we roll up in it
The smell of fruit and marijuana
When you kiss my tongue
Breathe out

I wrote this one for you
Because every time you say you hate yourself
I hate myself a little more too
I've grown to care for absolutely nothing
Except the way you smile when we're touching
Breathe in
netanya janel
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netanya janel  27/F/phx, az
(27/F/phx, az)   
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     ---, ---, fdg and SPT
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