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Blueskye27

Published: Sep 6, 2008

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like liquid
poured
in a glass,

thoughts of
you fill
my mind,

claiming each
crevice like
water sliding
around ice cubes

until every
space is

yours

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Dec 16, 2008

Aww...

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