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Jun 2017
It was only a matter of time
Before his gorgeous scent
Swept through the room
Soaking into my airways
Filling up my lungs
Making me weak
It was the smell of love
Taking over my bloodstream
I hope her favourite smell isn't the same as mine.. Knowing she gets to inhale your scent every single day crushes me with jealousy.
Written by
Purple-heart  F/Scotland
     polarisspark and Eliot York
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