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Sep 2014
The last person to touch my lips was you
Three years ago but I still remember you
The ice of your fingers on my skin
And every little detail in between
The moment you looked up
The moment you walked out
And the three little words you never said
Suspended like water drops
In an another universe
Turn Off The Lights
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Turn Off The Lights  UK
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