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somewhere in europe when the man met the woman silhouettes through the window of them kissing she vanished after the rhythms were lost in a stranger’s vision he played with her like a violin a body of a sad song spinning flesh were rotting the price of the heartbreak is unforgiven mending the misery cannot be unwritten the divine interventions shattered the moments smiles in europe turned into tears of a golden cherub the ghost of an imperious man made the commands until nothing was left to demand the mistreat he tried to pull it far from the sight but he couldn’t so he had to bite the bullet
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 5:57 PM UTC
the ghost of europe
somewhere in europe when the man met the woman silhouettes through the window of them kissing she vanished after the rhythms were lost in a stranger’s vision he played with her like a violin a body of a sad song spinning flesh were rotting the price of the heartbreak is unforgiven mending the misery cannot be unwritten the divine interventions shattered the moments smiles in europe turned into tears of a golden cherub the ghost of an imperious man made the commands until nothing was left to demand the mistreat he tried to pull it far from the sight but he couldn’t so he had to bite the bullet
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Jan 4, 2019
Jan 4, 2019 at 5:57 PM UTC
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