Wednesday, August 15, 2012

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"I still can't see you. The summer came and we got lost, all of us. You are nothing without her. I still won't remember your face, the features mix too well with this alcohol. So we cover ourselves in your fear, and stay to watch that moon disappear under these lights. This city's screaming at me. And as you breathe the words I better go. The sun is up and taking back all the shadows that covered this ground, and our feet, like a blanket of coal."

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