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Cold to the touch I feel it rolling down Like the trace of a finger It leaves a trail A temporary reminder Of why it's there I wipe it away Knowing another will come To take its place
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 9:34 PM UTC
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Cold to the touch I feel it rolling down Like the trace of a finger It leaves a trail A temporary reminder Of why it's there I wipe it away Knowing another will come To take its place
#love#dream#sad#lonely#afraid
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 9:34 PM UTC
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