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Looking in the bathroom mirror I talk to living ghosts relics of today that haunt my searching eyes gazing back a talking girl with ears for words unheard playing out what could be said if perfect came when called if moments came when needed if words could travel through time water runs hands dry lights off on another lonely conversation
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Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 10:04 PM UTC
Lonely Conversations
Looking in the bathroom mirror I talk to living ghosts relics of today that haunt my searching eyes gazing back a talking girl with ears for words unheard playing out what could be said if perfect came when called if moments came when needed if words could travel through time water runs hands dry lights off on another lonely conversation
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Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 10:04 PM UTC
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