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Aging fingers
She's the last moment of a short pencil, Wasted on paper till disintegration. She's the last call when I ain't even numb yet. She's creeping flames up my legs, When ...
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Fake Love
She looked at me dissapointed, and she doesn't want to talk. She said that this is our last moment contacting our eyes to eachother, and the first step to her ...
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Rain
Sometimes you have to be brave, and let things fall where they will. It's not yours to decide how this night will be. But sometimes you have to be brave ...
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She laughs
she's punching me with facts she poisoned me with sarcasm can't look away from it either, believe me she left me with embarrassment she's laughing her way to weak laughs ...
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The Morning Battle of Gabrielle
The morning rises above Gabrielle's head with honor, while being dragged by time and off his chest. Twilight covering the silent horizon, similar to a stance of an undoubted warrior. ...