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Dec 2015
i have taken so many showers
trying to wash you away

the feeling of your hands
on my hips
haunts me

i scrub my hands
i can still feel your hair
in-between my fingers

i did some things
i can't speak of
i can't wash you away

please leave
my heart is breaking

come for me
d.stanfill
raenona
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raenona
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