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It feels as though this is a distant memory waiting to be forgotten living in a broken world old thoughts, lost dreams thinking of you I never knew it would feel so good the girl of my dreams, finally in love really? It seems as though you don't like me was it all a dream? or were you just playing me? maybe you were high and just wanted a little fun Your first kiss is an experience to be remembered... Hazy, dazy... bliss... Never to be again Loss is a terrible thing to feel remembering what used to be forgetting the good like we never knew each other gone. Dreaming of kissing you Bliss, kiss me again Let me know how much you care dare me Laying with you... Stand up and make it just to be nice? a courtesy to me? I don't know... I don't know... I don't know if you care or if you want me to love you is it true that we kissed? are you really there?
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Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 9:19 PM UTC
Remembering a first kiss...
It feels as though this is a distant memory waiting to be forgotten living in a broken world old thoughts, lost dreams thinking of you I never knew it would feel so good the girl of my dreams, finally in love really? It seems as though you don't like me was it all a dream? or were you just playing me? maybe you were high and just wanted a little fun Your first kiss is an experience to be remembered... Hazy, dazy... bliss... Never to be again Loss is a terrible thing to feel remembering what used to be forgetting the good like we never knew each other gone. Dreaming of kissing you Bliss, kiss me again Let me know how much you care dare me Laying with you... Stand up and make it just to be nice? a courtesy to me? I don't know... I don't know... I don't know if you care or if you want me to love you is it true that we kissed? are you really there?
"First kiss, bliss and love abounds in my soul. Take me in your arms and make love to me once again my dear."
patrick-lee-hebert-ii
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Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 9:19 PM UTC
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