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Oct 2014
You thought I couldn't see you
Hiding on the other side of the window
Catching my breath
Through the curtains
It's in the air
Green eyes looking for me
Stop thinking and act as you feel
Through the glass and the uncoloured
I still sit at the table
I still drink black coffee
I still look back at the invisible
I still bite my tongue
Your hands and your flesh
There used to be something inside
You don't have to say my name
I understand
Sorry for the long time offline.
alienobserver
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alienobserver  Brazil
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