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Sep 2015
my mind still catches your silhouette
haunting around my brain core
causing trouble to nerve that speciffically went to a total damage
of sending "it's time to move" message
to my whole body

my heart had being turned off
after i've psyched myself
of full long term commitment
that best day of my life-since

my double black eyes still searching for you
in the crowd of blurry people,
in my favorite city (used-to)
that back of you vision still lingers
through every corner of the street

in the end, what i'm trying to say is
**don't close the door, please?
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   Nicole Dawn
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