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The fog's setting in, I'm starting to realize he'll never kiss my tears away ever again. Never again will I feel the touch of your fingers against my skin. I won't feel your lips against my lips. I won't feel you pull my hips towards you during a passionate kiss. I do something stupid to make you laugh but I realize how I lost that. I lost your kisses your good morning hugs. I'm lost in dreams of what you could have been. They've all turned gray I've darkened them. All my mistakes have have made the memories dark and out of reach.

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