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A modern day Henry VIII You royally ******* me over. We get ****** up and my head starts spinning You giggle out an apology...                                                                                                                     ******* I k-k-k-keep re-reading the line above your eyebrow Stupid, stupid boy. I gag on the taste of your breathing, Your face so close our eyelashes interlock. Strumming your fingers on my rib cage, you crack my chest wide open. **** ribs, and heartbeats. You embed yourself between my lungs Pressing palms into my spinal chord. You fill me until I threaten to fall apart, only to gingerly remove yourself.                                                                                I think I'm growing up
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Dec 5, 2011
Dec 5, 2011 at 7:48 PM UTC
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A modern day Henry VIII You royally ******* me over. We get ****** up and my head starts spinning You giggle out an apology...                                                                                                                     ******* I k-k-k-keep re-reading the line above your eyebrow Stupid, stupid boy. I gag on the taste of your breathing, Your face so close our eyelashes interlock. Strumming your fingers on my rib cage, you crack my chest wide open. **** ribs, and heartbeats. You embed yourself between my lungs Pressing palms into my spinal chord. You fill me until I threaten to fall apart, only to gingerly remove yourself.                                                                                I think I'm growing up
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Dec 5, 2011
Dec 5, 2011 at 7:48 PM UTC
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