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mi amor

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The night all bleeds together
Too much paint on a canvas

I see you flashing that 100 watt smile
Pulling me behind close doors

Heavy air pushes me deep within my skin
No more lights

I think I smiled the whole time
Your hands making fire

Quite sparks all around us
Falling to the ground as the clock strikes





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