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Nov 2014
I remember
I remember your smile
I remember your smile in the depths of night, where remnants of vanilla ice cream leave acid bitterness on my tongue
as I steady my heart for another day
where the sun shines brightly
and the distance between our hands grow
and all I'm left holding
is a ripped, wounded memory
of you
Aria of Midnight
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Aria of Midnight
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