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Jul 2017
I want the back of your head
I want the smell of your hair
I dream of it
Or so I've been
Asleep for many years
With arms in shape
But not for me
But to carry the weight
To preserve the strength
To ensure the future of our family
For this desire
For this my soul weeps
And my arm ache
I want you more than I want me
The memory is what gets me. Be it not mine to keep.
Written by
         Es, B, Zara rain, Kelly Rose, Jamison Bell and 12 others
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