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Supplicated Love

I need you for this.
I need you for me.
I need you so that I can be the one to see you.
I need to see those lips.
Lips that bring forth the torture of my soul whilest breeding a love I've never known.
I need those fingers to gently caress my skin, grab me, and force me to begin again.
I need your words to inspire me.
I need to know of the universe and breathe in the life that surrounds me.
I need your charisma to haunt my dreams.
Find me.
I need you to know and console me. 
I want you when I find everything.



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