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The top right drawer of my dresser Used to be a home for my clothes. Then it became a home for yours.               It's always empty now.                        The right side of my bed Used to be my favorite side. I'd let you have it on nights you'd stay.                It's always empty now.            The right chambers of my heart Still fill with blood from my veins. But you claimed some space in there.               It feels a bit emptier now.                                      nothing has felt                                         quite right                     since you left.
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Jul 6, 2019
Jul 6, 2019 at 4:26 AM UTC
It's alright.
The top right drawer of my dresser Used to be a home for my clothes. Then it became a home for yours.               It's always empty now.                        The right side of my bed Used to be my favorite side. I'd let you have it on nights you'd stay.                It's always empty now.            The right chambers of my heart Still fill with blood from my veins. But you claimed some space in there.               It feels a bit emptier now.                                      nothing has felt                                         quite right                     since you left.
chelsea-k
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Jul 6, 2019
Jul 6, 2019 at 4:26 AM UTC
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