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Tools of trade
- JJEH
- 21. apr. 2017
- 1 min lesing
The tools of trade, It makes me
The marks and scars of love.
Cold to warm.
It's sting the reminder of your presence,
Your voice cutting through the air. She finds me every time.
Make me feel it.
A hug that's inescapable
I Loose myself in your arms, Vulnerabilities
Under the pain or pleasure
Admin of nine
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