Your embrace like bath water
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Dernière publication mar., déc. 16, 2014
As you can probably tell, I met someone who made me feel "some type of way".
Through these thoughts and poems i am attempting to preserve this feeling. Although it's in the past,I never wanna forget that I'm capable of feeling that good. This is a lesson to hold on to the ones we love, not too tight but just tight enough not to let them slip out of our lives.
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