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Sometimes I sit and wonder why it doesn't work Sometimes I sit and day dream of another life And sometimes I sit and try to remember what we were like the first time The first line The rush from my brain to my throat to my tongue to my lips The exact placement of my hands on your hips the words I said to get me this far I snap out of it and realize this moment never happened So how can I possibly remember our first kiss?
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Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 9:33 AM UTC
Lost Memories
Sometimes I sit and wonder why it doesn't work Sometimes I sit and day dream of another life And sometimes I sit and try to remember what we were like the first time The first line The rush from my brain to my throat to my tongue to my lips The exact placement of my hands on your hips the words I said to get me this far I snap out of it and realize this moment never happened So how can I possibly remember our first kiss?
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Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 9:33 AM UTC
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