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I could memorize your freckles. Where each is exactly And how many you have. I could kiss your lips A thousand times And feel my cheeks burn With each. I could run my hands Through your soft hair, Feeling each curl Like silk between my fingers. I could stay in your arms For as long as you'll let me, Absorbing the security I've been trying to find everywhere. I could forge These tactile memories, These sensations I could experience All over again If I just close my eyes. If I just close my eyes And breathe deeply It's almost as if I can feel you again. I feel your ghost on my lips, Your shadow embraces me, Your echoe holds my hand And I pray to be close to you again. I count the seconds Until my tactile memories Become concrete And I can feel you, Not your ghost Or shadow Or echoe, Making me wish For more time.
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Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 1:44 AM UTC
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I could memorize your freckles. Where each is exactly And how many you have. I could kiss your lips A thousand times And feel my cheeks burn With each. I could run my hands Through your soft hair, Feeling each curl Like silk between my fingers. I could stay in your arms For as long as you'll let me, Absorbing the security I've been trying to find everywhere. I could forge These tactile memories, These sensations I could experience All over again If I just close my eyes. If I just close my eyes And breathe deeply It's almost as if I can feel you again. I feel your ghost on my lips, Your shadow embraces me, Your echoe holds my hand And I pray to be close to you again. I count the seconds Until my tactile memories Become concrete And I can feel you, Not your ghost Or shadow Or echoe, Making me wish For more time.
I've become what I hate. What the hell
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Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 1:44 AM UTC
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