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Nov 2014
Because through sleepless nights,
     and waiting for daylights.

All that I could do,
     while in his arms was think of you.

And paint his eyes with a sigh,
     with colors of yours, asking myself  
     why.
Alyssa Tara
Written by
Alyssa Tara  MNL
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     Emily Nieberding and Àŧùl
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