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I'm not sure what I'm holding on to, I can't see past my eyes, Not anymore, There's no taste, When the senses meet my tongue
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Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 6:35 AM UTC
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I'm not sure what I'm holding on to, I can't see past my eyes, Not anymore, There's no taste, When the senses meet my tongue
©Nicola-Isobel H. 18.04.2012
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Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 6:35 AM UTC
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