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Feb 2014
How can I sleep when thoughts of you consume me?
Your gold eyes.
toss
Your warm skin against mine.
turn
My eyes have dark circles surrounding them, and you are responsible.
The worst part is
toss
You don't even care.
*turn
Prudence Love Whisper
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Prudence Love Whisper  Wonderland
(Wonderland)   
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   Arcassin B
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