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Jun 20
Sitting here on top of covers
I’m missing every moment
Every waking breath

Slowly watching you before me
I feel something fully new
I cannot place it

I feel like a cover
Something already done
I’m just repeating it

Cover me with love
Like I know you have inside
The type I’ve never been
Hey thanks for all the support recently!! Ummm I’m gonna try and clean out my drafts and actually post some more
Written by
Ickabobroe  16/M/Nunya
   idiot poopoohead
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