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Nov 2015
Every touch that I feel on my body,
My skin gets bruised with each touch,
Marks and imprints of your fingers,
Your touch sends daggers in my heart,
Elevates the rhythmic beats,
Makes me love you more,
I think I'm falling in love,
The reason why I whine a lot,
But this is all just a dream,
In reality I feel nothing.
Arfah Afaqi Zia
Written by
Arfah Afaqi Zia  Pakistan
(Pakistan)   
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