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light me up
sometimes I feel the ghost of that last kisstwo young loves, clinging to the pasta temporary revival of a love that was already drainedno matter how hard your body pressed into minethere was no electricity to jolt us back to life just another set of dead batteries existing in a junk drawer
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past music
Sometimes I miss the songs you used to singI miss the words we used to speakThat sweetness of all that love between us I miss the softness of love when it was new and gentleWhen we would stay up into the early hours of the next dayTrading favorite colors and childhood war stories I miss…
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indecent worship
Tell me you love me without using your words Crowd me with your presence Kiss me until my knees are week and my lips are bruisedLay me down and show me my body is a temple you’re happy to worship at Rattle me to my coreShatter my expectationsShow me your love until we are nothing…
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know better
Did I know better than to fall in love with you?I’d like to believe that I didn’t, but I didI knew you were all harsh edges and tough loveBut I thought I could love you smooth Instead, you cut through meSo, did I know better?Yes, and I did it anywayI thought I could be the exception…
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