It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNShe loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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Lets breath magic into each other.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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I either want a love like poetry or no love at all.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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In a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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I fell in love with the way you wanted more.
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The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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I search for summer in every corner of september.
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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Sometimes getting lost is just the right direction.
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