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Jun 2014
When I close my eyes
I see yours
Staring back at me
The spaces
In between my fingers
Feel so empty
The bed
Has never felt colder
The nights
Have never been longer
And my heart beat
Has never been slower

There are times my arms ache
To hold someone else
Because this heart break and loneliness
Is slowly killing me

I still feel your fingertips
Tracing my skin
The way your lips
Always tasted like smoke
Is imprinted in my brain
I memorized
Every line
On the palm of your hand
And I can't forget
I can't forget
You

Is there a cure
For the brokenhearted?
Some type of fuel for the long forgotten?
It seems I'm going down with this ship
I'm the only one whose fallen
Diana
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Diana  Texas
(Texas)   
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