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I am stealing my last breath Working well until my death Sitting still and still I tell myself This is what I am looking for Kissing, touching, and loving for Savoring and wanting more Like Cupid’s last crust of bread I am brown and dry but still rich tasting Basking, basting, and baking With all that delicious love I take myself to bed instead of Staying awake with my racing brain Fulfilling my last best dressed wish I rest to lay my aching head Softly sinking in a red pillow Till they find me dead in my bed
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Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 9:46 PM UTC
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I am stealing my last breath Working well until my death Sitting still and still I tell myself This is what I am looking for Kissing, touching, and loving for Savoring and wanting more Like Cupid’s last crust of bread I am brown and dry but still rich tasting Basking, basting, and baking With all that delicious love I take myself to bed instead of Staying awake with my racing brain Fulfilling my last best dressed wish I rest to lay my aching head Softly sinking in a red pillow Till they find me dead in my bed
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Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 9:46 PM UTC
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