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The way she makes me feel.
Leaning in slowly, careful not to smear her make-up,I gently place my lips upon hers, becoming lost in time.Unaware of all around me, I am placed in a kind of ...
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The End
Stuck in this skin, yet still content.People staring, but woefully misjudging.Tattoos cover my body, recognition of my sorrow,Sadly it's time to let go...I sit on the edge of defeat, contemplating.Whe