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Avid reader. Grammar Nazi. |
A friend.
Someone true...
A soft languid kiss stolen in the shadows of...
Not abiding by the rules set by society...
He makes me happy.
With each smile, he frees me...
Blanketed in a deep velvet black
Like a veil over a bride's face...
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Oh, pish posh, that was yesterday's apple sauce, boy! |
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She may be the object of many desires, but I am the object of hers. |