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Want to wear your smell around me.
Like the skin that holds my body.
Like the skull that keeps my thoughts of you from wandering.
Away, From me.

Th!nk?

Think he will notice?
That your hair has changed,
That new shade of lip stick,
That look on your face?

I think he will look past what counts.
Not see what matters, but rather what hes after.
Mission accomplished he might say.
No doubt he gives you what you want, but never what you need.
What you don't even know you have needed.

I think id take the time.
Make you what matters, care less about what im after.
Mission accomplished id say.
But only if you have a smile on your face, thanks to the things i say.
Meeting your needs and wants.