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Jan 2016
After the ghost is gone
and the house has no more you
i am something else that sees you there.
I am nothing save my memory
and you are nothing
if you're truly gone.

I put my lips on your lips
and I'll be ****** if that didn't fix me.
just to tremble is belief
and nothing is wonderful
as knowing nothing
for sure.
Third Eye Candy
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Third Eye Candy  M/USA
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