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Sun sets to fall asleep but leaves it's gloss to play the encore before the day ends. I've known for a long time which direction my feelings go. The goal has not been known but I hope it stays here to live. The second hour of our vacation is running my hand moves closer, in the rough grass, to back of his hand. I want him to say my name, in a way which no one will hear. Hold me, in a way which no one will experience - then he rises and joins with our classmates, who start to play soccer. He hugs Mary and they swing side to side – eventually falling to the ground – laughing. Jealousy whispers, asks to join me. I consider it. First, I try to stop sadness to become visible. Doesn't take long, when a goal is scored. Cheering, laughing – enjoyment.
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Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 12:02 PM UTC
Boy Wants Boy
Sun sets to fall asleep but leaves it's gloss to play the encore before the day ends. I've known for a long time which direction my feelings go. The goal has not been known but I hope it stays here to live. The second hour of our vacation is running my hand moves closer, in the rough grass, to back of his hand. I want him to say my name, in a way which no one will hear. Hold me, in a way which no one will experience - then he rises and joins with our classmates, who start to play soccer. He hugs Mary and they swing side to side – eventually falling to the ground – laughing. Jealousy whispers, asks to join me. I consider it. First, I try to stop sadness to become visible. Doesn't take long, when a goal is scored. Cheering, laughing – enjoyment.
TheGhostWhoWatchesDeers
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Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 12:02 PM UTC
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