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wilsun

you’re like a mystery to me,
so dark that i can’t see,
like ghosts that come and go,
your absence leaves me cold

how i’d like to warm your frozen heart,
but you choose to stay apart,
within the shadows that you hide,
cannot hide your wicked smile

you see, you act like
wounds that never heals

you see, if you let go
then this life you’ve always dreamed of
can be real

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FDR said

Late afternoon,chilling out with a beer on the sofa,sun beaming through the window’s and this is the perfect soundtrack, cheers!!!

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