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Dec 2014
Sleepy creaturesΒ come out at night.
The same time you and your emotions fight.
It's never easy, never was, has been, or will be.
Turn off the light, lay with me.
I'll be the air you breath, the life you need.
Behind closed eyes my mind, my mind, my mind.
Xavier
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Xavier  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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