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cold feet

May 16, 2015 by Jennifer Garay

 

i shed layers for you. 

one by one, i stripped down for you. 

exposed my core to you. 

opened my arms to you, 

and fully clothed, you said "i have to go, my feet are cold". 


May 16, 2015 /Jennifer Garay
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