Posted by Pasameerday, Oct 30, 2013. 985 views. ID = 6427
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Trace my lines and creases
With my fingertips
Tap on all my freckles
Line my rosy lips
Comb my fingers through my hair
Meet my eyes in soulless stare
Warm breath misting through cold air
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