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Your voice It fills me with warmth Your eyes They melt my soul when ours meet Your hands Mine yearn to hold yours You perfectly imperfect
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 10:43 PM UTC
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Your voice It fills me with warmth Your eyes They melt my soul when ours meet Your hands Mine yearn to hold yours You perfectly imperfect
jordan-fidalgo
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Jul 23, 2014
Jul 23, 2014 at 10:43 PM UTC
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