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Aug 2014
I don't miss you
I'd never put myself through that again
The hurt that you caused
The love you showed all those other men
I don't miss you
Just the familiarity of your skin
Our bodies clashing
The sweetest of sins
I don't miss you
Not even the touch of your hands
I miss the feeling behind it all
I want that again
I don't miss you
That light is much to dim
I miss the love I thought we shared
I want that with him.
Eisen Pacheco
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Eisen Pacheco  Belleville
(Belleville)   
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   Daisy C and LittleFreeBird
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