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Its hard to tell if you actually enjoy someone when they're so ******* stunning. I try to listen, but all I hear is the moisture between her lips, the breath between her words, then the elevator ring. A good-bye A kiss, an eye squinting smile, Another kiss, and I walk away with that goofy smile. But why? Is it her pulchritude, or because I love to love, Or have I ever?
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Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 6:14 PM UTC
June
Its hard to tell if you actually enjoy someone when they're so ******* stunning. I try to listen, but all I hear is the moisture between her lips, the breath between her words, then the elevator ring. A good-bye A kiss, an eye squinting smile, Another kiss, and I walk away with that goofy smile. But why? Is it her pulchritude, or because I love to love, Or have I ever?
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Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 6:14 PM UTC
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