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Your touch, supernovas to my skin, Your palms, assassins trained to **** Finger tips, leaving tattoos in their wake Loving you, a risk I am willing to take... Mercy me. © Deneka Thomas . All rights reserved
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Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 3:31 AM UTC
Hands
Your touch, supernovas to my skin, Your palms, assassins trained to **** Finger tips, leaving tattoos in their wake Loving you, a risk I am willing to take... Mercy me. © Deneka Thomas . All rights reserved
#love #bound #hopeless #romantic #hands #touch #kiss #Fingers #bombs #explosions #mercy #heaven #massive #supernova
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Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 3:31 AM UTC
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