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Feb 2016
Don't tell me
I'm your best decision.
Don't let me think
I mean more to you
than I do.
Don't let me sleep on your chest
Don't call me sweetheart
or darling
or baby
when you wake me up
from the best sleep
I've ever had.
To the boy who lets me stay the night
Kacie
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Kacie  Atlanta
(Atlanta)   
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