I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNAugust died but summer lived on with your kiss.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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Nights were made for broken hearts.
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Lets breath magic into each other.
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We fell in love because we were both summer souls.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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It takes effort to make it to forever.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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With each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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I search for summer in every corner of september.
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