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Lavender, Delicate purple hued. Was never my favourite, Until you pointed out, It was yours. I breathe, In its calming scent. With euphoric, Thoughts in mind. When did it start? This addiction. Now - feeling drowsy, Enough to make me sleep. I close my eyes, Greeted by the sweetest dream, Of you.
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Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 9:46 AM UTC
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Lavender, Delicate purple hued. Was never my favourite, Until you pointed out, It was yours. I breathe, In its calming scent. With euphoric, Thoughts in mind. When did it start? This addiction. Now - feeling drowsy, Enough to make me sleep. I close my eyes, Greeted by the sweetest dream, Of you.
I felt like writing this after remembering an old conversation with a certain fellow. It was nice.
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23/F/Malaysia
Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 9:46 AM UTC
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