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opia


 

the intensity is addictive 

torn between looking away,

or getting lost.

pay me no mind,

as i peer into u

but only for a moment,

so bliss.

a harmless act

sets the mood

you want to stay here i bet,

let me snoop

selfish tendencies 

are to blame 

wandering eyes of mine

caught by your glance, 

im not ashamed 

simply layed out on the sofa 

of intensity 

sinking into euphoria 

because, i’m 

im addicted to opia

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Comments (2)

anon4371
<p>xo</p>
theBlackgiver
<p>wow. that&#39;s all I have to say.</p>

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