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I still taste like April in the month of May and he crossed December as a state-line long before I knew that time could be a place but it is beautiful being ahead of the game: catch the curls of autumn, snowdrop waves make me prefer honeysuckle eyes anyway they make me want to become his May babe.
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Mar 5, 2013
Mar 5, 2013 at 6:38 PM UTC
may babe
I still taste like April in the month of May and he crossed December as a state-line long before I knew that time could be a place but it is beautiful being ahead of the game: catch the curls of autumn, snowdrop waves make me prefer honeysuckle eyes anyway they make me want to become his May babe.
sarina
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Mar 5, 2013
Mar 5, 2013 at 6:38 PM UTC
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