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Jun 2016
I lay awake In the bed we called ours
Wishing there wasn't a space where
You used to be when we'd lay wake for hours
The things we did when you used to care
Make me stay awake wishing
That maybe one day I could
Call you mine and maybe fall asleep
Like we once used to
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Mike  22/M
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