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Feb 2018
I’m lying here
Thinking about
Things I shouldn’t think of
I think of her
My heart stings a little
My thoughts run too fast
Every time I close my eyes
I see her
Not me
With you
Lying in bed smiling
And it hurts
Oh God, it hurts
If only I could let these thoughts go away
Written by
Marte Lindholm  Fredrikstad, Norway
(Fredrikstad, Norway)   
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