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Your voice was my emotions

Now its long since pasted

I wish for my ears to burn as the notes of your voice hit my ears

Let my head fill with your voice, eyes, and breathe, just all of you

Every time you talked

I saw fireworks go off

Lost in stands of your hair

I would fall asleep wanting in your arms

All that's left are messages from an icy computer

Typed and sent from a mouse and keyboard that cant even feel

The words you speak to me





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