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Dec 2010
I can't get your scent out of my head,
I can't forget how I felt at home in your arms
And how you would lend me your warmth.
Our drunken conversations replay in my head,
Stuck in repeat.
What did I do wrong?
I don't want to be the first one to cave,
To come crawling back,
But I miss you.
Please come back to me.
SJ Stine
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SJ Stine
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   JJ Hutton and Shay Garner
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