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Sorry

he said sorry for him hurting teeth shining, he said sorry and you gave in. hugs fell after hug but he had hurt first made you cry first, cursed first. he said sorry for him jesting smirk faced in, i won't make fun of your dressing kisses deepen
26 Dec 2019
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