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It's all fiction
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silent, was your last letter.
wrinkled page, forced to straight.
I read the dance of your pen on it, full of ache,
and swirls were blue and blurr. ..
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I have learnt,
to quiet my shoes,
and to mum my tongue,
my scent wafts no more
in the air.
I let the silence
speak, it has
it's own language..
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His face was resting on his palms, and tears were sneaking out of his long white fingers.
Inside the 4 walls lavatory, he could hear the silence.
N..
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Underneath the uncounted stars, and in between the crowded streets
there I was, walking alone in the New York streets at 12.30 A.M. I was
hoping th..
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If you be the art,
They'll shut their eyes.
Give them your heart,
they'll break it twice.
Show them the rainbow
they'll go colour blind.
Lead ..
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Morning after you're gone,
I'll sit in the cafés
But you will not be there
You will not be😢
In the noon after you're gone
I'll ..
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Tell me girl,
Tell me where you are.
Swimming Deep inside the ocean?
Or gliding between those stars?
Tell me girl,
How you've been?.
Since we ..
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Heart beating fast
And the dust turning to blue
I'm closing my eyes
And I'm dreaming of you.
My eyes don't blink
When i dwell into yours,
I se..
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Same old skyBut the stars are new,Like a brightest oneI'm looking at you.I wonder if you see me tooYou maygo farSaying no goodbye,I'll keep looking fo..
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