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For the longest time I was on my own I had grown numb to the world around me But then you took my hand my whole world exploded and suddenly all was bright I could feel the wind tickling my hair your hot breath whispering against my ear The pure heat of our two bodies intwined all in a single moment Hips against hips your hands in my hair your lips pressed to mine our two souls entwined, twirling whirling through the air somewhere above us We were like a force of nature a hurricane or tornado something destructive and wild but it was so unhealthy but I didn't care I thought it was fun at the time now here I am stranded in the ruble waiting for another storm to carry me along I live off of them drunk with the sheer emotion then alone again I am I feel no wind no heat no passion nothing I am empty But **** was it fun for a while
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Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC
Isn't It fun.
For the longest time I was on my own I had grown numb to the world around me But then you took my hand my whole world exploded and suddenly all was bright I could feel the wind tickling my hair your hot breath whispering against my ear The pure heat of our two bodies intwined all in a single moment Hips against hips your hands in my hair your lips pressed to mine our two souls entwined, twirling whirling through the air somewhere above us We were like a force of nature a hurricane or tornado something destructive and wild but it was so unhealthy but I didn't care I thought it was fun at the time now here I am stranded in the ruble waiting for another storm to carry me along I live off of them drunk with the sheer emotion then alone again I am I feel no wind no heat no passion nothing I am empty But **** was it fun for a while
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Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC
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