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 Apr 2
Lance Remir
When we crossed paths again
The only intimacy that was shared
Were our shadows overlapping
And even then
Yours was the first to leave
 Apr 2
Selena
He is the museum, everyone dreams to see.
He is the music, which was never released.
He is the word, every poet craves to choose.
He is the museum, music and my muse.
 Mar 31
Layla
"There was a time when our destination was one, my love
We've been separated like the East and West"
 Mar 31
abstract
i made a song about you
i wish you were to listen
 Mar 30
Shaylie
I know if I heard your voice
I’d simply melt
arms around me would
Be my death
I’m getting old
You are getting old
Is this what it takes
I think of you every day

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