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Aug 2014
The memory of your skin against mine
Is like an eraser eradicating everything.
The words tumble out of your mouth
But do you hear what I don’t say?
Do you hear me when I say I love you?
I remember our ignorance of yesterday.
I remember it all.
Searching in them for the answer I can’t find in your eyes,
I stroke these keys as if they are your face.
Written by
Morgan Lee
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