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the wind is blowing through the window. ruffling the curtain. music is playing taking ever inch of my soul in love. i couldnt get enough of this feeling. the music ends. i grab my book and sit down on my bed trying to create poetry. everythings more quiet now. everythings more calm. this is the best time to write my feelings for you. just like ( Read more... )
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I can't wait anymore either...*hugs ya*
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