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listen to me, dear. please cover your eyes and cover your ears. i want you to see me, dear with your being; not your eyes so clear. a fool is what lust makes. strain this sensation until your heart aches. sense me, darling my body next to yours— a stone carving. my god, your eyes, your beating heart, your warmth like the sunrise. inhale me as I approach you. let me sit inside your lungs and breathe me out anew. I want to say something like "how lovely", "how fascinating" or "kiss me whenever" but it's most efficient to summarize my feelings as "I enjoy you as much as myself" may i ask you a question? what do you think of the phrase "I need you"? is it silly of a narcissist to care about someone more than themselves? maybe if we hold hands, I won't feel inconspicuous and oddly lonely. let's look at each other until I think only of you and nothing of me. so listen to me, dear. please cover your eyes and cover your ears. I'll be sure to tell you what I tell myself; only what we want to hear.
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Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
Rid Of Me ▽ part one
listen to me, dear. please cover your eyes and cover your ears. i want you to see me, dear with your being; not your eyes so clear. a fool is what lust makes. strain this sensation until your heart aches. sense me, darling my body next to yours— a stone carving. my god, your eyes, your beating heart, your warmth like the sunrise. inhale me as I approach you. let me sit inside your lungs and breathe me out anew. I want to say something like "how lovely", "how fascinating" or "kiss me whenever" but it's most efficient to summarize my feelings as "I enjoy you as much as myself" may i ask you a question? what do you think of the phrase "I need you"? is it silly of a narcissist to care about someone more than themselves? maybe if we hold hands, I won't feel inconspicuous and oddly lonely. let's look at each other until I think only of you and nothing of me. so listen to me, dear. please cover your eyes and cover your ears. I'll be sure to tell you what I tell myself; only what we want to hear.
sarah-camacho
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Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
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