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she warned me she was a handful thank God I have two hands I couldn't unhook her bra with one she apologized the first time I saw her naked she said sorry for every stretch mark said she hated her thighs, ******* hips I kissed them all until it hurt my lips and every place between tried to make her love her body like I did she apologized as I watched her dress again she wore vulnerability like an orange jumpsuit, a bit too square for her structure, I apologized for knowing she is not as untouchable as she likes to think her body, as tattered and fallible as the heart clinging to it is touchable
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 1:37 AM UTC
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she warned me she was a handful thank God I have two hands I couldn't unhook her bra with one she apologized the first time I saw her naked she said sorry for every stretch mark said she hated her thighs, ******* hips I kissed them all until it hurt my lips and every place between tried to make her love her body like I did she apologized as I watched her dress again she wore vulnerability like an orange jumpsuit, a bit too square for her structure, I apologized for knowing she is not as untouchable as she likes to think her body, as tattered and fallible as the heart clinging to it is touchable
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Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 1:37 AM UTC
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