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how could a dance between two wanderers fill up an empty space that's yearning to be occupied by attention, affection, and devotion for so long? how does every step equate to every heartbeat i've probably spent by looking into your dark eyes feeling your hands wrapped around me? how could a dance between two sinners leave behind a mark brought by the tight bond of security whose ropes almost choked me to death well, i wish i could die right at that moment to preserve my sanity forever. all i see now are spaces fit for slow dancing and all i feel now are your hands landing on my waist and on my shoulders all i hear now is the sappy love song we floated upon and all i can taste now is your lips finding its way to mine.
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May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 10:14 AM UTC
i haven't danced for too long
how could a dance between two wanderers fill up an empty space that's yearning to be occupied by attention, affection, and devotion for so long? how does every step equate to every heartbeat i've probably spent by looking into your dark eyes feeling your hands wrapped around me? how could a dance between two sinners leave behind a mark brought by the tight bond of security whose ropes almost choked me to death well, i wish i could die right at that moment to preserve my sanity forever. all i see now are spaces fit for slow dancing and all i feel now are your hands landing on my waist and on my shoulders all i hear now is the sappy love song we floated upon and all i can taste now is your lips finding its way to mine.
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May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 10:14 AM UTC
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