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I'm in bed, my soul's on fire Thinking bout my one desire To have that touch I've had before I had enough, but  I want more I think about you from time to time Recollecting days when you were mine One memory that sticks to me Has hauntingly been bittersweet I was young and you were dumb You were drunk, I had some *** On that couch we talked all night I dropped you off in morning light I miss you now, but I know Things come around and they go
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 11:32 AM UTC
Soul on fire
I'm in bed, my soul's on fire Thinking bout my one desire To have that touch I've had before I had enough, but  I want more I think about you from time to time Recollecting days when you were mine One memory that sticks to me Has hauntingly been bittersweet I was young and you were dumb You were drunk, I had some *** On that couch we talked all night I dropped you off in morning light I miss you now, but I know Things come around and they go
dave-slate
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 11:32 AM UTC
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