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I still taste your sweat on my lips I still feel your soft skin on my palms I still smell your scent on the sheets I once slept in I still hear your sharp words cutting through my ears I still see your ice cold eyes looking back into mine I still taste your mouth against mine I still feel your coarse hair in my fists I still smell your sleeping body beneath my cheek I still hear your heart beating into my head I still see your ice cold eyes looking back into mine
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Jul 18, 2012
Jul 18, 2012 at 4:48 AM UTC
Still
I still taste your sweat on my lips I still feel your soft skin on my palms I still smell your scent on the sheets I once slept in I still hear your sharp words cutting through my ears I still see your ice cold eyes looking back into mine I still taste your mouth against mine I still feel your coarse hair in my fists I still smell your sleeping body beneath my cheek I still hear your heart beating into my head I still see your ice cold eyes looking back into mine
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eliana-liss
Jul 18, 2012
Jul 18, 2012 at 4:48 AM UTC
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