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Hannah Meyer Aug 2015
All the things I want to say to you are hot on my tongue
Burning my lips
Engraved into my mind
I like you
I want you
I need you
Your name never leaves my thoughts
And neither does the sound of your voice
And my feelings for you never leave my heart
And these words never leave my mouth
Hannah Meyer Aug 2015
You smell like mint and freshness
And I am so sorry I don't
I smell like plants and cigarettes and herbal teas
And you are my everything
And I am your nothing

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