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Sep 2017
Her smell lingers in me,
Her smile in my head,
As her eyes stared,
At my reflection on her coffee,
Her eyes with mirth,
And her sigh in gladness,
Crawling into my skin,
As I stare in the darkness.
Regrets of love--are the worst.
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HM  Universe
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   sassybutsweet
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