I should be sleeping but, I'm wide awake under your touch, And every inch your finger trails, Leaves dozens of goosebumps, And every inch your lips touch, Turn my heart into mush, And every heartbeat
I'm safekeeping some packages, With your name on it, They're all yours eventually, But, you deny to claim them, With only one reason, you don't deserve it But, who are you to decide? Who are you to de
Patterns I observed on my scrabble board today: Failed and Quit made on the same line, just a blank space apart. Hear and Ring made together - with the same R. Bazar and Tax made adjacent to each othe
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