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It's 12:25 in the early morning, The stars are majestically prancing around in the heavenly sky. Never was there a gigantic, obese sign forewarning, Attempting to grab my attention seeking eyes. Screaming and shouting, "He's just a beautiful boy with a devil heart." Would a young, innocent soul have the conscientious mind to spot such a simple flaw? Maybe, if I wouldn't have been so knee deep in trying to restart, I may not have ever let your rough, graceful hands unclip my bra. It's now 12:39 and I'm slowly remembering how to forget you, All I can slightly acknowledge is scratching your bare back and moaning your aesthetically crafted name. Don't ask me to bid you adieu, Because I only have my wondering heart to blame.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 12:50 AM UTC
Satisfying Loneliness
It's 12:25 in the early morning, The stars are majestically prancing around in the heavenly sky. Never was there a gigantic, obese sign forewarning, Attempting to grab my attention seeking eyes. Screaming and shouting, "He's just a beautiful boy with a devil heart." Would a young, innocent soul have the conscientious mind to spot such a simple flaw? Maybe, if I wouldn't have been so knee deep in trying to restart, I may not have ever let your rough, graceful hands unclip my bra. It's now 12:39 and I'm slowly remembering how to forget you, All I can slightly acknowledge is scratching your bare back and moaning your aesthetically crafted name. Don't ask me to bid you adieu, Because I only have my wondering heart to blame.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 12:50 AM UTC
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