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Feb 2013
Sometimes I think I love you.

When I've had a little too
too much wine
and I'm a little too
too lonely
and you're there
you're always
always there
and I don't care
I don't care if it's not really
I don't care if I'm only
only pretending
because you're moving
moving above me
against me
above me
against me
you keep moving
and you love me
love me truly
heart achingly
beautifully
and I wish I could be
thought I might be
want so badly
to believe
that maybe I'd be...
sweet leigh
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