Pᴀʀᴛ Fᴏʀᴛʏ Fɪᴠᴇ

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Dear you,

i miss the way
my heart felt warm whenever
i'd place a kiss to your forehead
and you'd hold me tighter in your arms
as your head laid on my chest
it was as if showing you
pure love and affection
was a taste of
heaven
and it
was

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