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Nov 2014
Stones - Barbarossa*
He push play and walks toward me
The melancholic sound sweps over me
He puts his arms around me
I press my body against him wanting to get stuck
Wish he won't let me go
Hold my tears in when he kiss me gently

We are ten meters from the parking lot
I start hoping for something to happen
An accident even to stop the time
Let me have him a bit more
But he parks and stops the engine
And with just one glance back with my teary eyes
I walk away with our song replaying in my head
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