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angeliki
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A loving kind of love.

Fever.

You don't see me.. that inside

there is only fragility that I am growing weaker yet..

when you push me down with that brute force

of your gentleness..

but when I cry it's inside this complicated heart

that I'm just yearning for more

for that strength and that warmth that your arms envelop me within..

as the ecstasy crushes my very soul into highs and lows..

fervently overwhelmingly so,

this love that I feel.. is what sets me into this disarray.

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