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&I; can't quite remember exactly what you smell like or how you taste but I know you're there in my mind in the recesses Because I can soak in the water for a million years but I can't wash away your whispers, I can't scrub off your sentiments, I can't clean off your kisses I can't Stop Oh, I can't Stop dreaming about the lullabies I'd sing.
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 6:05 PM UTC
The Morning After
&I; can't quite remember exactly what you smell like or how you taste but I know you're there in my mind in the recesses Because I can soak in the water for a million years but I can't wash away your whispers, I can't scrub off your sentiments, I can't clean off your kisses I can't Stop Oh, I can't Stop dreaming about the lullabies I'd sing.
ayesha-khan
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 6:05 PM UTC
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