I want you... so much... To tears, to the creeps...
To bitten lips, before whimpering from the pain of longing...
But living as she lived, smiling bystanders,
Dream – impossible – just touch hands.
I want you like the life is left – a week.
Just a few days, and have nothing to do.
I haven't lost my mind, just nerves have been on the limit
Easier t...
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