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alluring stares.
Looks of lust.
All these eyes fixed on me.
Desire oozing from the pores.
Attention being shoved down my throat.
All of it is worthless.
All of it is in vain.
All the looks and desire in world mean nothing if its not yours.
Yours are the eyes i want gazing at me.
Your passion is what i wish for.
But my prescence is not felt in your atmosphere.

  • Author: Amherrera1190 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 6th, 2019 01:16
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  • dusk arising

    All about physical attraction which isn't really what keeps people together. There will always be a prettier flower to pick.



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