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Why can I be uncompelled for the majority of my time Convincing myself that I can love others I can love others I can love others Yet you elicit heat blooms in the very pit of my bud stomach if you just look at me fondly. I need to stop blossoming to you, my stem is cut and I only have so much time
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Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 5:23 PM UTC
From the cups and roses of my hips
Why can I be uncompelled for the majority of my time Convincing myself that I can love others I can love others I can love others Yet you elicit heat blooms in the very pit of my bud stomach if you just look at me fondly. I need to stop blossoming to you, my stem is cut and I only have so much time
My body still loves you and I want it to stop
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Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 5:23 PM UTC
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