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Jun 2017
I don't need me another friend
Take me but please don't hold my hand

With your hands around my neck
I would still pour all my love into you
And what did I expect?
You know your way around my temple
Like the architect
And with my claws into your chest
I'd carve the words
That I could never sing to you.
Indıgo ॐ Lıly
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Indıgo ॐ Lıly  London
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