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You kissed me like you always did

You hugged me again and again

 and the thought never entered my mind

that maybe it'd be the last time 


The call came after a glass of wine

and I couldn't remember your touch

so I started to panic 

my whole place stained with the memory of that night

the night that you were no longer mine

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