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a warm sheet to comfort us from the cold of the room a sun kissed hair i smell as we cuddle through the night to question what we are to question where we'll be you gave my heart a beating adrenaline rushing my poor eyesight made it difficult to see in the dark but a foreign image in my head made it clear, a neurotic blueprint we were anxious we are doubtful but the moment we stopped it all began an angel in the night a heaven in hell now we bind by the kiss in the devil's hour
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Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 9:52 PM UTC
the devil's hour
a warm sheet to comfort us from the cold of the room a sun kissed hair i smell as we cuddle through the night to question what we are to question where we'll be you gave my heart a beating adrenaline rushing my poor eyesight made it difficult to see in the dark but a foreign image in my head made it clear, a neurotic blueprint we were anxious we are doubtful but the moment we stopped it all began an angel in the night a heaven in hell now we bind by the kiss in the devil's hour
darryl
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Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 9:52 PM UTC
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