I miss you

I miss youand your hand gently touching mine. I miss conversationsome laughtersome wine. I miss you waking upfar away from my here from my nowthe beep on my phonewith a text from your soul. On a cold dayyou take both my feet in your handand you hold themand warm themlike the summer…

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Your name is fake

Your name is Fakeyou play it well.Your smile's not realStraight out of hell. I often wonderedwhat you meantwhen you were talking.Then I dreamtof someone elsein your big shoesof someone nicewith no fake clues. And then I wokeand didn't knowwho is the real onewho is show? I played alongfor quite some…

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