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His eyes were an abyss That I couldn't help But fall into them The soft charcoal black Rimmed by even darker lashes A flirty smirk A careful poke on the nose Each smile from him Pulling me in Further o.g.
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Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
Abyss
His eyes were an abyss That I couldn't help But fall into them The soft charcoal black Rimmed by even darker lashes A flirty smirk A careful poke on the nose Each smile from him Pulling me in Further o.g.
He use to say he wanted me.
oliver-grey
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Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
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