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I miss the smell of you. The scent that lingers long after you've been gone. Cologne and cigarettes stick to old bed sheets like a leech on skin. Yet it could be remedied so very easily with detergent. Instead, it deteriorates painfully with time.
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Jun 7, 2020
Jun 7, 2020 at 10:39 PM UTC
Cologne and Cigarettes
I miss the smell of you. The scent that lingers long after you've been gone. Cologne and cigarettes stick to old bed sheets like a leech on skin. Yet it could be remedied so very easily with detergent. Instead, it deteriorates painfully with time.
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Jun 7, 2020
Jun 7, 2020 at 10:39 PM UTC
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