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*Did not know who you were Your name or your birthday Voice of yours was all i heard We dint even spend a day Three hours of chatting Two hours of play One hour of clarity And another hour of day, Lips smelling like cigarettes  Body so husky and light In an aura of musk Bodies touching like night  Stars kissing the sky I heard your voice You felt mine I touched your heart You blew my mind We saw light coming in Through the curtains It was night yesterday Today everything's uncertain Maybe it was new So it attracted me Maybe it was me That attracted you Like a cannibal We ate up our sorrows Into a shadow of lustre And no tomorrow What happened this time I cheated perhaps It was one time thing Its time to relax Maybe I forgot how much someone loves me Maybe it was infatuation that caught me Love or lust It no longer matters As my thoughts include  You as all that matters Lust for you Maybe love for me But these 6 hours were Enough for me One night of regret One day of lust One time of sorrow One game of mistrust Maybe I am sorry Maybe it was meant A six day love story  That never came to an end..*
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Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 10:49 AM UTC
a six hour love story
*Did not know who you were Your name or your birthday Voice of yours was all i heard We dint even spend a day Three hours of chatting Two hours of play One hour of clarity And another hour of day, Lips smelling like cigarettes  Body so husky and light In an aura of musk Bodies touching like night  Stars kissing the sky I heard your voice You felt mine I touched your heart You blew my mind We saw light coming in Through the curtains It was night yesterday Today everything's uncertain Maybe it was new So it attracted me Maybe it was me That attracted you Like a cannibal We ate up our sorrows Into a shadow of lustre And no tomorrow What happened this time I cheated perhaps It was one time thing Its time to relax Maybe I forgot how much someone loves me Maybe it was infatuation that caught me Love or lust It no longer matters As my thoughts include  You as all that matters Lust for you Maybe love for me But these 6 hours were Enough for me One night of regret One day of lust One time of sorrow One game of mistrust Maybe I am sorry Maybe it was meant A six day love story  That never came to an end..*
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Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 10:49 AM UTC
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