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Just ten days but it feels too long, being without you's way too wrong, and I miss you lips latching onto mine. . Miss your hands sliding on my skin, miss the taste of our sweetest sin, four long days 'til the finish line. . Your honeyed voice is what I need, feel your strength as you take the lead; gotta melt again in your arms. . I feel so safe when you're holding me, the warmth in your eyes - all I see, getting lost in your charms. . The way your laugh lights up the room will raise me up, out of my tomb, like the Universe is all ours. . Oh my love, my soul, my light, I can hardly wait for that night, So I can breathe your scent for hours. .
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Aug 22, 2023
Aug 22, 2023 at 1:30 PM UTC
Missing You
Just ten days but it feels too long, being without you's way too wrong, and I miss you lips latching onto mine. . Miss your hands sliding on my skin, miss the taste of our sweetest sin, four long days 'til the finish line. . Your honeyed voice is what I need, feel your strength as you take the lead; gotta melt again in your arms. . I feel so safe when you're holding me, the warmth in your eyes - all I see, getting lost in your charms. . The way your laugh lights up the room will raise me up, out of my tomb, like the Universe is all ours. . Oh my love, my soul, my light, I can hardly wait for that night, So I can breathe your scent for hours. .
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Aug 22, 2023
Aug 22, 2023 at 1:30 PM UTC
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