I’m missing your bedI never sleepAvoiding the spots where we’d have to speak,And this bottle of beastIs taking me home [1.]I’m cuddling closeTo blankets and sheetsBut you’re not alone, and you’re not discreetMake sure I know who’s taking you home. I’m reading your note over againThere’s not a word that I comprehend,Except when you signed […]
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