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By dreamofglitter

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I stand naked in the mirror clean as a whisle fresh from the shower rose petals I smell i see a figure wait a few minutes to see what happens it melts so I wipe it away will that happen to the memory of me when I die?? will I be wiped away? I see i girl with long black hair brown eyes and tanned skin I see someone weak confused frustrated but for a few minutes I'll try to forget it wash my face brush my teeth and stand there naked the sun slips silently into the night out my window and I can't help but wonder why he likes me so much he's been on my mind for days now I wish tonight was last night so he could be here infont of me holding me close with every breath that we take the two naked bodies folded around each other and I stand here naked water dripping off my hair onto my breasts soaked in half washed off soap I left my razor on the sink the shower's over now wipe the soap off put the pyjama's on and lie in bed in silence as I think about I stand there naked. Written February 18th, 2002 © on Feb 18 2002 11:48 AM PST   18 • 0 • 10

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