I can feel what I once would kill effortlessly for
I can imagine the feelings you've hid from the world only to allow me to unwrap your eager need to gift it upon me I can taste the moments we took to create the memories gracefully haunting my deep slumbers I can tell you what it means to me as our bodies intertwine against the coldness of the mahogany floor I can show you the pain of never seeing the beauty forever sketched into my brain as the darkness of the clouds harvest the rain spilling my life's aim As losing contact is blindness the symptoms of a crying shame...
Royale jones
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A crying shame
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Majestic says: Full of overwhelming thought and emotion, brilliant |
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