romance
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How do I describe the watercolorsThat flood my mind when I think of you?The string of lights that line my heartWhen I do things I can’t undo
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The coldest spot in the houseIs the warm shadow leftOn your side of the bedThe farthest I’ve ever beenIs lying next to youWhen our fingers touch but our palms don’t ever meetIt’s always almostBut never thereWhere did we go wrong? Feeling you pull away’cause nowhere’s a better placeThan here in my heartWhat am I but…
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