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Since we began this obsessive closeness that binds with our hands and lips i began to feel more real. The world beyond the screen i put around myself seemed grey and vast. Now we are both watching the world from behind this screen, and it looks more like a colored painting filled with opportunity and the color yellow. With us together, the smoke we inhale like air swirls around the air above our heads then dissipates like memories of past lovers. Since we began this love, no one else's love could match or exceed ours. It's amazing, honey.
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Aug 3, 2013
Aug 3, 2013 at 5:24 PM UTC
Real, true love
Since we began this obsessive closeness that binds with our hands and lips i began to feel more real. The world beyond the screen i put around myself seemed grey and vast. Now we are both watching the world from behind this screen, and it looks more like a colored painting filled with opportunity and the color yellow. With us together, the smoke we inhale like air swirls around the air above our heads then dissipates like memories of past lovers. Since we began this love, no one else's love could match or exceed ours. It's amazing, honey.
kaitie
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Aug 3, 2013
Aug 3, 2013 at 5:24 PM UTC
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