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Jun 2014
You have this scent
The luster of you
It floods my dreams
Overflows me, and I wake up
And I truly ache for you
So I don't sleep, trying to avoid,
this ache, this horribly perfect scent
Successfully avoiding my dreams
But this scent,
is slowly flooding into my days
This scent of your chest
Is overflowing out of my mind
Into my days
Maybe if I sleep, and give it a chance to breathe
Maybe this scent of you won't flood me
Tana Young
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Tana Young  26/Colorado
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