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I find myself slipping back into the love I had for you like sliding down the tub submersing my head till every sound outside is muffled and distant how I love the world below the bubbles that float on top of the bath so peaceful, and serene but I cannot stay under too long enjoying the separation from reality for no matter how wonderful it may seem detached, submersed eventually I have to come up for air and hear it all for real, above the water
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Jan 31, 2011
Jan 31, 2011 at 8:12 PM UTC
bubble baths
I find myself slipping back into the love I had for you like sliding down the tub submersing my head till every sound outside is muffled and distant how I love the world below the bubbles that float on top of the bath so peaceful, and serene but I cannot stay under too long enjoying the separation from reality for no matter how wonderful it may seem detached, submersed eventually I have to come up for air and hear it all for real, above the water
(c) 01/02/11
bellis-tart
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Jan 31, 2011
Jan 31, 2011 at 8:12 PM UTC
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