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i hate that i remember the taste of your lips against mine and how i miss those soft sheets tangled between our bodies i hate that days have passed and you haven't pressed your lips against mine and your sheets are cold and empty and when you're tangled with those sheets all by yourself you do not even think twice about the my warmth - CPM
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Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 10:03 PM UTC
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i hate that i remember the taste of your lips against mine and how i miss those soft sheets tangled between our bodies i hate that days have passed and you haven't pressed your lips against mine and your sheets are cold and empty and when you're tangled with those sheets all by yourself you do not even think twice about the my warmth - CPM
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Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 10:03 PM UTC
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