Fear Of Never Seeing You Again. Not In The Same Room..
Fear of never seeing you again. Not in the same room..
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My type is him. His style catches my eye. His body type is my is my favorite for it’s attached to his face. He’s sweet like blackberries covered in  thorns to protect him from the ones that treat him like a genie. He’s a special human to me.
My type is her. My favorite body type is whatever her body looks like that day. My favorite scent, whatever she got on.
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A bond that’s wanted will mean something that’s not wanted to give up.
She wants to be loved with an honest tongue, devoted heart and exclusive eyes.
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