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Aug 2013
I don't want you,
I want your scent.
I don't dream of your love
I dream this wont become a regret.

A blanket doused in the essence of you.
Smoke, liquor, and the spirit of a teen.
So strange it seems.
How well it made me sleep.

I don't even want you.
I want your lips
I don't ever dream of your hands
Unless they are on my hips.

Two pairs of full lips are better than one.
You pierced me with your eyes
Before I could even **** my gun
What a way to make this game less fun.
Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston
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Jacquelyn Audrey Whiston  20/F/Ohio
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