The Diary Of Multiple Feelings

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i don't want to wash my hair

i don't want to wash the touch that's left there

i don't want to wash the finger print that's left

i don't want to wash the sneaky kisses that you gave

i don't want to wash the smell of you that lingers

while we sleep next to each other

because that's the only thing i have left from you

-CMN-

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