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May 2019
Does the sight of me make you go crazy?
Does my kisses still turn you on baby?

Do you still feel the same?
Do you still love it when I call out your name?

I'm homesick for your touch,
for the way you used to look at me,
for the way you kissed my forehead and told me that you loved me.

Im homesick for what we used to be.
Written by
Stephanie
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   Bogdan Dragos
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