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Marmalade- Your name, Slips from sweat-soaked teeth And plops onto my lap You told me you hate your curls, But I could wrap myself in them completely, comfortable I can Dance around on crumbs with a cigarette dangling from my lips where that bench used to be And I dont sleep as well as I did with Him but I could be more Me in one night than I ever would be with You I can be me with you I made bets on how long you would last and I'm still waiting to see if I'll win But my stomach hurts from laughter and I forgot how this felt Your stomach is covered with ink and I remind you of it with my nails We have yet to sleep before 4am and I have yet to want to sleep before 3 I want to talk to you until I run out of breath I want to listen to you until I no longer hear Not a day after And no sooner too Company. We both needed company, and we have found each other instead
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 5:43 AM UTC
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Marmalade- Your name, Slips from sweat-soaked teeth And plops onto my lap You told me you hate your curls, But I could wrap myself in them completely, comfortable I can Dance around on crumbs with a cigarette dangling from my lips where that bench used to be And I dont sleep as well as I did with Him but I could be more Me in one night than I ever would be with You I can be me with you I made bets on how long you would last and I'm still waiting to see if I'll win But my stomach hurts from laughter and I forgot how this felt Your stomach is covered with ink and I remind you of it with my nails We have yet to sleep before 4am and I have yet to want to sleep before 3 I want to talk to you until I run out of breath I want to listen to you until I no longer hear Not a day after And no sooner too Company. We both needed company, and we have found each other instead
#im#tired#n
Moean
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Moean
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 5:43 AM UTC
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