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And as the feeling grows She breathes flesh to my bones |
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Tuesday, February 2, 2010
My butterflies become suicide bombers and throw themselves at the walls of my stomach when I see or hear your name. Which is a good feeling since it is the feeling that I have always associate with love. And that I can still feel it after 1 and a half years makes me believe in us, believe in that we could be forever.
10:22 PM
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