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May 2015
The night after you spend in my bed
I always find myself
sleeping
wherever you did
as opposed to my normal spot.
Because It still smells like you.
So tonight I'll dream of the day
when
"One night"
Becomes
"The rest of our lives."
Denxai Mcmillon
Written by
Denxai Mcmillon  27/Non-binary/Frederick
(27/Non-binary/Frederick)   
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   Mark Parker and Moonflower
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