Friday, January 6, 2017

Burnt matchbook

My kisses are yours. It's as simple as that. I'll mail them to you, wherever you're at. I'll write you love notes. You like it I know. Gonna give you my all, as I continue to grow. I'm just not concerned... My world I won't continue to hide. I'm gonna be all of me... onlookers time to step aside.

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