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Mar 2013
I don't have anything that belongs to you
Not a single stitch
I want to wear your wrinkled shirt to bed
And put your black hat on my head
To pretend you're here with me

I don't have anything to say to you
Not a single word
I want to smell you lingering on my sheets
And bite your sweet skin between my teeth
To pretend you're dear to me
Mauve Maude
Written by
Mauve Maude  Boston
(Boston)   
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   Pure LOVE and st64
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