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This Falling Love for
Straight-Roommate-girl,
Her Lips embrace a sudden wisp.
Stumbling into ecstasy,
With each
Face of Her;
I miss.
I am not used to wishing like
This.
She has something I'd
out-blush
To get.
My Lips
Embrace
This sudden kiss.
Empty and alone,
In every corner,
Before Her face,
I miss.
I'm not used to the desire like
This-but She's in
Every smile I give
To tell
Will...
Our Lips
Embrace one sudden bliss.
But alone
and with love,
Her face,
I always miss.
I'm just not
a custom
To the Rejection of
This-
Falling Love for
Straight-Roommate-shit!
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