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Replaying that moment in my head Our first kiss I was so numb I couldn't feel a ******* thing I laid back and closed my eyes My body so weak You wrapped your arm around me The only safety I had felt in a long while You were wine drunk I could taste the alcohol on your tongue I now remeber how I felt; Pathetic, ever so young I loved the scent of your skin You smelt like home after a long day at work You were my home My resting place I'm homeless now You dug my grave I'm six feet under and you don't even give a **** **** you.
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 6:31 PM UTC
The kiss I miss
Replaying that moment in my head Our first kiss I was so numb I couldn't feel a ******* thing I laid back and closed my eyes My body so weak You wrapped your arm around me The only safety I had felt in a long while You were wine drunk I could taste the alcohol on your tongue I now remeber how I felt; Pathetic, ever so young I loved the scent of your skin You smelt like home after a long day at work You were my home My resting place I'm homeless now You dug my grave I'm six feet under and you don't even give a **** **** you.
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 6:31 PM UTC
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