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You know when after a long day, You climb into bed, Exhausted, And you curl up, Sinking into the bed, Breathing becoming regular. That's what loving you was like. Rare, and comfortable.
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 3:11 AM UTC
Loving you
You know when after a long day, You climb into bed, Exhausted, And you curl up, Sinking into the bed, Breathing becoming regular. That's what loving you was like. Rare, and comfortable.
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 3:11 AM UTC
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