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He became My pillow My blanket My air. He became My lips My smile My thoughts. He became My tease My hand My hold. He became My 3 am laughter My 4 am kiss My 5 am Sunlight.
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Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 2:42 PM UTC
Messy Hair is for the Morning
He became My pillow My blanket My air. He became My lips My smile My thoughts. He became My tease My hand My hold. He became My 3 am laughter My 4 am kiss My 5 am Sunlight.
Late night talks and early morning kisses
#love#life#mornings
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Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 2:42 PM UTC
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