By birthmark
A million love
A million love, comes with a million fear. Fear, for falling into a hole. With a million kisses deep. Fear, for burning your skin. With a million touches warm. Fear, for losing your breath. With a million clutches grip. Fear, for taking a blow. With a million pounding heart. Fear, for soaking a sleeve.
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