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Sep 2014
Dance was my therapy,
but I'm not able to do it anymore.

So I'm left with music;
the only thing that makes me
yearn more for your love.

Your song is my lullaby.
Falling asleep to it,
makes me dream of you.

I wake up
with the lyrics
brainwashing
my heart.

Your words filling
my empty part.
-a.s
A-S
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