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Jan 2016
I sit alone in the dark
And reminisce the essence of your touch
Feel your whisper across my skin
Let my memory intoxicate me with your smell

I wonder if you're holding another woman tonight
If she notices the softness of your eyes
And gentleness of your touch
The kindness of your kiss

I hold onto the fews pieces of you I still own
"I'll alway's be your first"
I mumble to the emptiness of the room
And the feeling of missing you takes over
Savannah Charlish
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Savannah Charlish  20/F/Portland, OR
(20/F/Portland, OR)   
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