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Emma TS
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Finger tips have memories mine can't forget the curves of your Body!!
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OTK
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Didn't John and John sing of these?
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me?
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Something faintly emanating Perfume and decay Whispered lightly in the wind That she had got away Longing for the touch of something Soft upon my face I thought about her fingertips And not her lack of grace
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jules
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your body feels so good to mine my fingertips graze your shoulders and back and when we kiss they fall unconcious.
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crimson piles
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i traced your newly cut sideburns with my fingertips and i remember wishing that i could touch you deeper.
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klairchen
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I like piano hands. The way the bones protrude through the skin. And the way the fingertips are slightly upturned just so.
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jennifer
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OTK you mean TMBG?
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skg
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i touched your skin my love... and tasted you through my fingertips
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fyrephli
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since they touch so feather-tippedly i felt them seventeen and a half times stronger, silk girl fingers on satin girl skin can get so salty-sweet even burlap boys get jealous
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M.S. T
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i walk along darkened corridors, overcome with the urge to run my fingertips, rough and bleeding, along deep grey stone walls. with each breath i take i steal another word from John and Jim who, stuffed with pizza, laugh and drink until sunrise
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M.S. T
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i walk along darkened corridors, overcome with the urge to run my fingertips, rough and bleeding, along deep grey stone walls. with each breath i take i steal another word from John and Jim who, stuffed with pizza, laugh and drink until sunrise
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Hey Mikey
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fingertips a blog
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Casey
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Mine smell bad right now. And I don't know why
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god
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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- FingerTips... Everything's catching on fire Yes, everything's catching on fire Fingertips Fingertips I hear the wind blow I hear the wind blow It seems to say: "Hello, Hello, I'm the one who loves you so." Hey now everybody now Hey no everybody Hey now every body now Who's that standing out my window? I found a new friend underneath my pillow Come on and wreck my car (repeat) Aren't you the guy who hit me in the eye? (repeat) Please pass the milk, Please (repeat) Leave me alone, leave me alone Who's knocking on the wall? All alone all alone all by myself What's that blue thing doing here? Something grabbed ahold of my hand I didn't know what had my hand but that's when all my troubles began I cannot understand you I don't understand you I don't understand the things you say I can't understand a single word I don't understand you I just don't understand you I cannot understand you I don't understand you I head a sound, I turned around I turned around to find the thing that made the sound Mysterious whisper (repeat) The day that love came to play I'm having a heart attack I'm having a heart attack (repeat) Fingertips Fingertips I walk along darkened corridors and I walk along darkened corridors (repeat)
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unhinged
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i don't have prints on them anymore, just callouses
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pralines&cream
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fingertip_tracings
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ellen cherry charles
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feel like whispers
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girl_jane
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mmmmm
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the oneders
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in the heat of the day and the lazy sleep that came upon us i felt your fingertips twirling along my bare back, from figure eights, to curves, to tickles, blazing a trail up to my neck and running your small hands through my hair. a small drop of salty sweat and she drinks it like rain.
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l*yeux
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tracing the lines in your palms, glancing over the contours of your shoulders, barely touching your hair traveling lightly down the the line of your back circling around the protrustion of your anklebones wandering the topographies of you memorizing_you
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whome
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sometimes i feel it burning that deep and primal yearning i feel it burn burn burning i try to live without it but then i think about those fingertip those fingertips those fingertips anyone will do anyone will do could it be you it's in the way they move and they catch that simple groove and they tell a story all their own about the human heart alone i try to get a grip but i find i always slip on fingertips those fingertips those fingertips anyone will do
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mtsfjzck
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yum.
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freedom
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filled with nerves are the first to experience most things remember what it feels like to touch your soft hair, your face, the stubble on your chin, the hair on your chest trace the outline of your hand as we sit down for dinner
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Mr. Marksman
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Erin Lee
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no two are the same.
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In_Bloom
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His play the Black and Whites The Black and Whites play on my spine Sensation travels and speaks to my limbs My limbs long to dance and fold
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what's it to you?
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blather
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