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Let me look at you with my red, blurry eyes. Set my skin on fire. Leave your bruises on my neck. Your scent remains tangled in my hair. Press yourself to me. Make sure when I wake up, I'll remember you.
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Jan 24, 2020
Jan 24, 2020 at 3:22 PM UTC
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Let me look at you with my red, blurry eyes. Set my skin on fire. Leave your bruises on my neck. Your scent remains tangled in my hair. Press yourself to me. Make sure when I wake up, I'll remember you.
waking with a feeling of nostalgia
eicki
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Jan 24, 2020
Jan 24, 2020 at 3:22 PM UTC
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