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Our love is an old love and I yearn to feel it with new fingers. New lips. New bodies to twist and ache. So I ask you how it is to become something new? Will I lose what time has taught me of us? Will I unravel with the unknowing?
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 9:32 PM UTC
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Our love is an old love and I yearn to feel it with new fingers. New lips. New bodies to twist and ache. So I ask you how it is to become something new? Will I lose what time has taught me of us? Will I unravel with the unknowing?
may be unfinished but I can't seem to add anything else. ©2013 Siiren
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 9:32 PM UTC
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