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I can't wait to hear you... Scream
Dear lover give me one last painful kiss
Wet sand on a foggy beach, the sky is grey. You would call it a perfect day. And naturally I'd have to agree, if you were here with me
I've never seen scars like yours
Fireflies at our lips
I still miss your eyes your smile and all of your tattoos...
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