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Tempratures roaring, feeling soaring and all i can think of is you minds reeling , cant help this feeling, hope that your feeling it to
The touch of your hand brings extacy
I drege my emothions from deep inside, i want to show them not to hide
Quite your faking, you know i have been waiting ~pretty lame but i like it~
Touch me there, touch me right come around hold me tight *this is outa a poem i wrote*