vie dactylographique (life in typing)

June 27, 2013
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That perfect pitch
Flashes of colour on a screen
The 'I love you'
and they might've even meant it

These days are made for memories
No moment's worth forgetting

The electricity
It stays long after
Your eyes have flickered closed

If you've seen the world
And still you're bored
Every breath you take
Is a wasted one.

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