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Days turned into months and months into years but I still remember the feel of your gentle kisses on my naked skin, your soft lips against mine and the scars on my soul when you left me.
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Oct 8, 2017
Oct 8, 2017 at 9:42 AM UTC
Longing
Days turned into months and months into years but I still remember the feel of your gentle kisses on my naked skin, your soft lips against mine and the scars on my soul when you left me.
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24/F/India
Oct 8, 2017
Oct 8, 2017 at 9:42 AM UTC
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