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Jun 2016
even with closed eyes
I was too blind to see our chemistry
the death of us
was the end of destiny
you were what i was seeking
flesh was only a distraction
our souls were already tied
you quenched my mind
warmed my heart
your thirst I still long
separate is where we belong
come back if I am wrong.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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