sexuality
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I’m not an architect but I keep making plans Hoping one day the world would fit in the palm of my hands Praying that one day I could make you mine But loving you is like watching the sun rise It’s beautiful and brilliant but it’s not only for me But honestly you’re the woman
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Her eyes were ember colored. They pierced me with an intensity that has never been replicated. It was nice to be seen for the first time and it felt as though she really saw me. She laughed at my jokes, jokingly punched me in the arm, and put her head on my shoulder as we
Trapped In The Margins 