lj-music: Clocks- Coldplay
Only blood, skin, heat and pulse
InhaleExhaleInhaleExhale
Your lips and my teeth biting down. Hard.
Your strong grip on my every curve
Your body pressed on me and my back crushed against the bricks in the wall
The threat is there...thick, like drops of sweat; we'll be each other's end
But we'd cease to exist if we had it
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I loved it and im so happy that you finally posted it.
IMissYou. XOXOXOXOXO
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The face. I has seen. Many many times. lol
Thanks Mimor ♥
IMiss You more. XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO
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