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Blue rocket

Jazz Hands
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Posts: 327
February 28th, 2009 at 02:47am
Love tears through skys blue as your eyes
Making tiny blue flakes fall to the ground
Like the sun burnt the edges of the horizon

And you’d stand next to me, plucking ash from my hair, and saying;

“Sweet, I think you’re perfect, it’s your flaws that make me love you more and more each time we speak”