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Nov 2016
It's four in the morning and I haven't slept for days or maybe even years
The thought of your chest beating against mine lingers in my mind
As I try to fall into my dreams that no longer seem to come by
It was a short few days that brought you so close to myself
You may have forgotten, yet I can't seem to shake you from my bones
Oh dear you felt so right even though you think you're so wrong
They say I'm so sweet and so kind but they just don't really know
We are both broken but I know we can thrive with each other
Or maybe it's just a fantasy I've painted vividly inside my soul
You've done something to my core I cannot begin to put in words
And as I stare upon the blank, white ceiling in my bedroom
I think about the times I felt you so close within my spirit
But I am alone now, with the melodies of songs that leave me empty
As you're ghost dances upon the strings of my veins
Ofelia Rose
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Ofelia Rose
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   --- and LeV3e
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