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twice i washed my black sweater still   when i put it on   it smelled like you i have been through hundred times worse bleed my heart out on a wet concrete floor picked every daisy ruthlessly rootlessly just recently parted from a lifetime but you and your scent in under my skin i think somehow you represent time and how it changes everything what have i lost what have i gained i am older now pull my sweater off chuck it back into the washer drown it with laundry detergents and perfume when i put it back on it better not smell of broken dreams and anxiety
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Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 12:08 PM UTC
filling up the laundry basket and turning 26
twice i washed my black sweater still   when i put it on   it smelled like you i have been through hundred times worse bleed my heart out on a wet concrete floor picked every daisy ruthlessly rootlessly just recently parted from a lifetime but you and your scent in under my skin i think somehow you represent time and how it changes everything what have i lost what have i gained i am older now pull my sweater off chuck it back into the washer drown it with laundry detergents and perfume when i put it back on it better not smell of broken dreams and anxiety
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Nov 28, 2018 at 12:08 PM UTC
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