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Home, let me come home. Home is wherever i'm with you. Home, yes I am home. Home is when I'm alone with you.HomeThe matteness and neutralness of comfo..
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This night is on fireOur love is the flameSitting in your bedThe sweet smell of your skin in my noseWhite, cableknit sweaterOversize, rough to the tou..
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Come and dance with meI am aloneLike a bird on a wireWith a soul on fireThe buoy in the oceanWhite paint chipped offWaves cascadingThinking of me, whe..
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That night, I wanted everyone to come and dance with me.I wanted everyone to come together.Come and dance with me, bittersweet fool.With a naive look ..
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Jeg har ondt i min sjælOg min krop er et følelsesmæssigt knælIngen ser flammen i mine øjneFolk smiler, deres blikke er..
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Heart skipped a beat, but when I caught it you were out of reach. And i'm sure, i'm sure you've heard it before. The xxI have no idea what there is to..
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"I can see alot of life in you, I can see alot of bright in you. And I think that dress looks nice on you." - Sufjan StevensFor ClaraYou are wearing a..
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Pale river, brown riverRiver with white ripplesGoing through it verticallyThinking of youIn the boatGoing down the riverMuch like the Bateau IvreCandl..
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Calm and charcoal grey, like your bedroom in the morning, when we wake up and are forced to take everyone else into account.
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Right now, I am thinking about you.About your pointy hips, bony but firm.Your big hand wrapped around my small hand.I am already huge, but you make me..
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