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It hurts to think about his mouth pressed against my mouth, when yours was against my soul.
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Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 1:39 AM UTC
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It hurts to think about his mouth pressed against my mouth, when yours was against my soul.
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Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 1:39 AM UTC
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