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Addict

My heart is an addict for his love.
Now my heart is about to die,
Without his Hope,
Without his Touch,
Without his Care,
I just want to feel him next to me when we hug, I want to feel him bring his hands up and down my sides while he holds me close.
I want to feel his Touch on my face when he goes in 4 a kiss.
I want to make fun of my Love Handles.
I want him to hold me tight and never let me go no matter what happens between us.
My Heart Is An Addict For His Love.





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