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Amordoves

Its okay love, I m happy you’ve decided to sit besides me. I dont stare because I mind, I stare because your mine. Every extra blink that evolves into a wink is wrapped in the ribbon of my lavendar color with my initals embroidered in gold thread.   I long for the day, that we’ll be friends and Amordoves. So, yes, I’m upset now, but remembering that love is never to puff its chest, keeps me from beating you in the head with a slab of lead.

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