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Our hands were meant to be tied, our souls were meant to be one. And, this love that we share is tested in the most uncontrollable ways... Jealousy strikes, inhibitions change, "I'm all yours, I've got no control" is all that he can say.copyright 2015. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact @70452oreo on wattpad.com.…

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Some of my older poetry, with a few more towards the end that i've recently written.…

70452oreo

Him, Her, ice cream truck. where love took its way. Adrianna there, she found love along the day. Ice cream was the chase, but blue eyes, blonde hair was simply the case.…