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The scent of you sticks to sheets Long after you've gone Long, long, long My nose , A bloodhound Out to find the pieces of you Trapped between the stitching Maybe your love remains there Weighing down the cotton with longing Long, long, long Maybe your *** remains there Maybe I can taste it
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Apr 7, 2013
Apr 7, 2013 at 4:33 PM UTC
April 7
The scent of you sticks to sheets Long after you've gone Long, long, long My nose , A bloodhound Out to find the pieces of you Trapped between the stitching Maybe your love remains there Weighing down the cotton with longing Long, long, long Maybe your *** remains there Maybe I can taste it
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ariel-rose-fishkin
Apr 7, 2013
Apr 7, 2013 at 4:33 PM UTC
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