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I stare as my weak knees wilt longing trying to touch the embrace that has left me and |
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I had you and your kindness was there now pieces of you hate me |
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I am not a portrait on your heart no more but |
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I still kiss the feelings that emerge from my pulse and memories seep from my eyes knowing that love has gone further than my soft hand can reach the utmost apology is what |
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I can lay on your face but will you swallow me whole? nothing can compare and you continue to dance in me and |
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I continue to bleed but nothing can compare |
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I have killed the one thing that exceeds my existence |
