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Dec 2017
So i used to see it in tv
Someone wrapped in the arms of a lover
I never believed it would be me
But i lay here with your hand under my body
Don't tell me I'm too young or too dumb to know i have fallen in love
I want this more than any other one before
I want her until my lips grow sore
I want her until little hands are involved
And long there afterwards
So sing me to sleep with that Johnny Cash song my mom used to love
And hold me when I'm feeling numb
Let me know that you think I'm the one
My dearest loved one.
Grey Pryor
Written by
Grey Pryor  19/FTM/Californa
         Elliott, Moonlight and Mishael Ward
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