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Dec 2014
I imagine us kissing more than 30 times a day.
I imagine you in my bed
and me in yours....
if that's okay.
WithoutΒ Β the thought of you
my life would be gray.
(Not to romanticize death like every other writer but...)
I'd rather be dead.
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   Haydn Swan, Creep and Janine
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