Irene Enriquez Writing

Tenyears. Maybemore. That’showlongIhaven’tseenyou Feltyou Tastedyou. Tonight Youshowupatmydoorstep. Youwear adifferentfaceButIknowi..

This song, I want to turn it into sunshine So it stings my skin. This song, I want to turn it into a memory so it plays in my head like a movie..

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