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your conditioner feels expensive and you've arranged your books by color but in my small world there is only a man you didn't sweep the flour that fell while you baked those cupcakes I can't imagine him looking at you the way he looks at me and I'm sure you'd say the same about me
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Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 2:35 AM UTC
behind closed doors
your conditioner feels expensive and you've arranged your books by color but in my small world there is only a man you didn't sweep the flour that fell while you baked those cupcakes I can't imagine him looking at you the way he looks at me and I'm sure you'd say the same about me
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Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 2:35 AM UTC
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