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Mar 2013
I just want some Temporary Bliss
From this madness of my life
Run you fingers through my hair
in that careful manner
Run you fingers over my stomach
like it isn't enough
Kiss me like theres no tomorrow
Because this temporary bliss
Is all that can save me
DreamingOfABetterTomorrow
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