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Feb 2018
my love for you is like an everlasting gasp.
my every breath haunted by a memory.
and now i'm used to that.

when we do not kiss everyday
it's like we never met.
more like we died
to live this way
unkissing.
Third Eye Candy
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Third Eye Candy  M/USA
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     Angie Marcano and Third Eye Candy
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