He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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Nights were made for broken hearts.
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Today, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.
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I should have seen the goodbye in your eyes from the start.
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We fell in love because we were both summer souls.
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We were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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Sometimes getting lost is just the right direction.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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