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Against the night sky The trees are but silhouettes I can imagine those as regrets Unavoidable But gorgeous in a way Like the way your skin glistens On a rainy day Like the way your eyes glisten On a moody day
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Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 2:30 AM UTC
Unavoidable
Against the night sky The trees are but silhouettes I can imagine those as regrets Unavoidable But gorgeous in a way Like the way your skin glistens On a rainy day Like the way your eyes glisten On a moody day
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Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 2:30 AM UTC
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