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Violin How I long to hear your song When the bow is strummed against your skin I feel my inner soul within. How it makes me feel alive, free and strong. My heart beats with you. My eyes are on you. You've got my soul with you. I long after more But the bow moved wrong I felt the sky crashing down. Ruining your skin. I long to hear your song. I hear a tone of it now and then. But the feeling isnt there. I fear you got it all wrong. Even though your voice is in my dreams.
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Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 5:57 PM UTC
Violin
Violin How I long to hear your song When the bow is strummed against your skin I feel my inner soul within. How it makes me feel alive, free and strong. My heart beats with you. My eyes are on you. You've got my soul with you. I long after more But the bow moved wrong I felt the sky crashing down. Ruining your skin. I long to hear your song. I hear a tone of it now and then. But the feeling isnt there. I fear you got it all wrong. Even though your voice is in my dreams.
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Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 5:57 PM UTC
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