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Jan 2018
A dream of you
it's like any other day with you
we lay in bed and I count the seconds pass
how long will this last

Minutes are hours
days feel like months
I find myself in your bed
asking for some hope or glimmer
that this is more than just head

It's rash, it's rush
you just gotta trust
I wanna make this work
I need to see this through
because if I don't
all I'm going to do
is miss you
Lillian
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Lillian  United States
(United States)   
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