He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNNights were made for broken hearts.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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Give me love like summer rain.
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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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I should have seen the goodbye in your eyes from the start.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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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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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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With each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
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Silent lips speak the deepest truths.
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Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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