what is wrong with me....
at this rate i am going to end up the loneliest person in
the world, and will have nobody to blame but myself.
"They look like big strong hands... don't they?"
Water rolls down the skin like tiny beads..
Eyes close so that they might see.
Illum tangendo (touching him)
This sun is a star in someone else's sky
Illum tangendo (touching him)
This moon is making someone cry...
Illum tangendo (touching him)
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