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Feb 2015
You couldn't get through your sentence.
Before I gave my repentance.
From the depths of cold solace.
To the warmth of your lips.
Embers flicker from a distance away.
The people have left,
The music decayed.

Moving so quietly.
So that the windows won't hear.
Darling, just hold me.
So that I know that you're here.
"One only gets a perfect moment for so long."
Ayeglasses
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Ayeglasses  Seattle Born/São Paulo
(Seattle Born/São Paulo)   
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