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Jan 2015
The stars have left your body and your skin has grown cold
It's 3pm and I don't know your face
The moon let me know you, she let your smile unfold
He burns away my memories, your kisses are just empty space
They made me feel something or nothing, maybe happy maybe drowsy
Maybe it was your "save me" eyes maybe it was our pace
Jake Meizell
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Jake Meizell  Newark
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