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I fell hand in hand with gravity to kiss your surface dried to a crisp under the summer sun I fell hand in hand with gravity with the wind against my face reminding me of how beautiful the autumn chill is I fell hand in hand with gravity and looked around to see others falling with me face first aching to crash and melt into something beautiful I fell hand in hand with gravity leaving the bland sky above to touch something human to feel some heat against the coldness that's embodied every cell in me I fell hand in hand with gravity to send an awakening chill an awakening taste of winter I fell hand in hand with gravity to bring to life dormant senses put to sleep by the beach and the summer sweat I fell hand in hand with gravity to land on your lips, chapped by the past I fell hand in hand with gravity to softy nestle on your eye lashes I fell hand in hand with gravity to create constellations on the window in front you to follow your finger as you trace my next fall
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Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 1:04 PM UTC
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I fell hand in hand with gravity to kiss your surface dried to a crisp under the summer sun I fell hand in hand with gravity with the wind against my face reminding me of how beautiful the autumn chill is I fell hand in hand with gravity and looked around to see others falling with me face first aching to crash and melt into something beautiful I fell hand in hand with gravity leaving the bland sky above to touch something human to feel some heat against the coldness that's embodied every cell in me I fell hand in hand with gravity to send an awakening chill an awakening taste of winter I fell hand in hand with gravity to bring to life dormant senses put to sleep by the beach and the summer sweat I fell hand in hand with gravity to land on your lips, chapped by the past I fell hand in hand with gravity to softy nestle on your eye lashes I fell hand in hand with gravity to create constellations on the window in front you to follow your finger as you trace my next fall
maria-etre
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Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 1:04 PM UTC
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