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He looks at me, and I look at her. Exchanged glances between passing seconds of meaningless stares dreaming of meaningful dances He holds me, and I touch her. Bashful brushes of skin to skin in public places with filled seclusion in a hovering grey He loves me, and I love her. Simple questions while known answers linger in stolen kisses in dreamt lust and lost seduction He has me, and I lost her. Stalking envy in new lovers and torn pictures reflecting golden rays from shining eyes and broken ties
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 2:55 PM UTC
Him and Her
He looks at me, and I look at her. Exchanged glances between passing seconds of meaningless stares dreaming of meaningful dances He holds me, and I touch her. Bashful brushes of skin to skin in public places with filled seclusion in a hovering grey He loves me, and I love her. Simple questions while known answers linger in stolen kisses in dreamt lust and lost seduction He has me, and I lost her. Stalking envy in new lovers and torn pictures reflecting golden rays from shining eyes and broken ties
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 2:55 PM UTC
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