#4 - Doubt I’ll Ever Know...
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We were together at my lowest
Now; It may not be much better
but I’ve learned a lot...
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I fear not what melancholic kisses;
but instead the past that’s brushing over-
and the lights that shine above the second house-
I’m reminded of getting older
Spring never comes, or if it does; yellow rays-
it’s just what my ears hear as i grow colder-
but still i fear not what my melancholy misses
I’ll just breath a little slower
_Xiku*
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#1 - What would you call your book?
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