The Boy Who Looked Like Art
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MatureOngoing20m
Last published Mon, Jun 7, 2021
Have you ever seen a human being that could possible look as beautiful and deep as art? With cheeks flaming red as a glowing sunset and eyes that could burn your soul with just one look. He made me feel like i was standing between heaven and hell when his hands touched softly and caressing my skin and sometimes i wasn't even sure if i was dead or alive when our bodies collided but i knew that at the end of the day it was him and i and no one else mattered!
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