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Mar 2014
How about we slow dance
To the rhythm of my heartbeat
Our eyes connected
Our souls in sync
A stranger to my face
A lover to my heart
Everything is black and white
But we remain in the dark
Behind the talk and the whispers
And the topic of the town
Your fingers touch my lips and I forget
Who's around
Your intoxicating scent Often puts me in trance
What a unforgettable moment
The first time we slow dance
DarkDepriment
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DarkDepriment  heaven
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