i lay against you,naked and warm, so soft skinned.awake, you were gone.
Yep, all too often my alarm clock has ruined some of the best things that ever happened to me.... my dreams.
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Yep, all too often my alarm clock has ruined some of the best things that ever happened to me.... my dreams.
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