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empty moon
i sit here staring at an empty moon. missing the taste of your embrace from the afternoon. the glow of your eyes the smell of your hair. the moment we touch of ecstasy i'm aware. the pureness of wanting the warmth of your skin. only your everything can quench the fire from within.
i love you buttefly
i love you buttefly
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