love letters i never send
- LECTURES 354
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- Chapitres 11
En cours d'écriture7m
Dernière publication ven., nov. 9, 2018
i dare to show how i feel about you.
i wipe out the lipstick as if by your kiss-
i bite skin on shoulders, my touch is insightful.
i fall in and out. you're equal to bliss
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