If I had a candle every-time I lit a fire, I would...
She struck me in flames and sigh, with the effects...

We knew getting caught up in the feels was a...
Pages apon pages, our adventure creating a series...

i
left up above...

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time is a calendar...

I'm a whisper in a dark room
where my words spark smoke...

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odes     broken bones as a heart...

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a countless slumber...

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fine dining is a draught idea...

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swinging under stars...

softer sides of the sun
only scream to the moon to call...

It would fall from clouded skies
It would leave it's trace in my arms...

if I sank under a afternoon star
it would be a September sun...