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I want to be everything that represented love to you I want to be the little plastic at the end of your shoe laces I want to be hot stream that infiltrated your sensuality at 11 AM on a Tuesday morning I want to count every step and measure your voice speaks to me I want to ease my mind But I've become nothing than a chore "But to you I was faceless, I was fawning, I saw boring"
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Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 11:57 PM UTC
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