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Apr 2016
Your voice is like a warm blanket
On a winter day
I feel it slowly
Wrap around me
It makes me feel
Safe...

Your voice is so **** dark
The darkest which I ever heard
I can still recall it
Though you aren't here

I can still recall you
Singing that funny song
Which brought me to tears
While I laughed and laughed
I also remember your laugh
More clear than any other man's...

The dark voice
That's so deeply carved into my heart
Is playing in a loop
That'll never stop
And for some reason
I can't never get enough
Of the warming sound
Of your laugh...

Your dark voice
Is the number one thing
Which I miss right now
No other voice
Can takes its place
'Cause your voice
Are like home to me...

Just like a warm blanket
On a cold winter day
It's the warm chocolate
On a winter evening
It's a safe place
In the confused maze
Which people call
Living...
I'm beginning to miss my two very close friends a lot...
Echoes Of A Mind
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Echoes Of A Mind  Denmark
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