Innermost thoughts and desires no one would understand its the fact of the matter the frequent splatter of disarray its the safety that you bring to me the way it should always be power to say be and feel with out checking over my shoulder it's the humid glowing heat that radiates from a memory it's the look in your eye, cocked brow following to your retreat it's whats inside of me that only you can see like the way you make me feel © Lordis WhitBirth sign: Cancer
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