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She seemed dressed in all of me,
stretched across my shame,
all the torment and the pain,
Leaked through and covered me,
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I sighed and looked down at the lithe frame curled up on my bed, gentle breaths dusting over his pale pink lips. His black hair fell over his beautiful face like a veil, those icy orbs shut off from the world.
I wanted to reach out and touch him. I wanted to smooth his hair, feel it between my fingers. Wanted to touch his face, run my fingertips over his eyelids, feel his eyelashes, down his pale cheeks, run a finger over his sweet lips.
But I didn't move. I stayed firmly where I was, a few fe
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