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Bus Ride Home

You sat next to me, half asleep,

on a bus ride home,

with your tired eyes closing,

and your rested your head on me,

as you slowly reclined into sleep,

and I inhaled the light wafture

of the smell of your hair,

and that's all I really wanted.

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Written by
derick
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Jan 12, 2012
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