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Oct 2012
Just give me love like
you want to be loved.
I'm holding my breath like
exhaling is the last resort,
as if i'll inhale your thoughts
that tell me
once again
that all we are,
is the
empty space
beneath your stars.
C Phillips
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C Phillips
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