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Trevor Childers

Drama

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Trevor Childers

Drama

Dying Light

Dying Light

1 min
140

I stare as stars cross and melt in her eyes,

Fading away to the tune of gasps and sighs.

Leaving me tongue tied,

While she’s spilling 4 letter lies. 


Breathless lungs, and soft lips,

Telling tales of happily ever after.

This look in her eyes telling otherwise,

Leaving me dying as dreams do.


Upon thighs that spell my doom,

And still I’m aching for a life with you.


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