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Journal phiz187's Journal: I can't sleep with stuff like this racing through my mind

I seriously get lost in your kiss my chest constricts and I'm all amiss lost in an abyss of inky blackness, I'm weightless, and dimensionless, as I lose consciousnes my last fleeting rembrences is your tenderness my synapses do backflips I'm ecstatic it's magic, the static spark where we touch it's not much, it's everything, consuming looming over me embracing my frame fires rage that can't be tamed i'm exploding and the light peers off in the distance and I'm left alone again inky blackness, I'm weightless, my memory lends dimension, as I lose conciousness
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I can't sleep with stuff like this racing through my mind

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