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my lover he once told me that he would like to be tattooed onto me but between my ribs pounding with the octaves of his words my skin delirious for his curious touch and my mind immersed with the thrill that he brought forth I forgot to tell him I forgot to tell him that I didn't like tattoos
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Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 11:25 AM UTC
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my lover he once told me that he would like to be tattooed onto me but between my ribs pounding with the octaves of his words my skin delirious for his curious touch and my mind immersed with the thrill that he brought forth I forgot to tell him I forgot to tell him that I didn't like tattoos
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Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 11:25 AM UTC
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