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*Should I regret? That I’m still in love with his verses And all his invisible curses Weaved into his words that burn Full of life, made out of love To find souls wide awake In the deepest of the night. I am in love with impossibilities. I am in love with a soul long gone. I tried to find [and fake] love within this boundless earth we are all in, but I am, no doubt, still in love with him.*
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Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 12:34 PM UTC
Confessions Of A Heart Like Stone
*Should I regret? That I’m still in love with his verses And all his invisible curses Weaved into his words that burn Full of life, made out of love To find souls wide awake In the deepest of the night. I am in love with impossibilities. I am in love with a soul long gone. I tried to find [and fake] love within this boundless earth we are all in, but I am, no doubt, still in love with him.*
IRISH-BEL
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Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 12:34 PM UTC
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