Dominic Riccitello
Nov 28, 2015

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i dreamt of you in that blue with your hairs still love which could kill i felt you dancing and twirling pulling and hurling my heart to the floor and then i awoke to a blur of you your voice your smirk rugged hands a final dance for a fine man who i can’t seem to have who i don’t truly want and even though i can’t have you don’t want you it was nice to see you it was nice to love you frozen