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something like a letting go syndrome
salted tears of the letting go syndrome my love is this the aftermath of us?can you speak again in bright colourful peacock feathers tell me another childhood story for the lilies will sing again with your enchanted tale
don't let go for the rainbow petals of her eyes i shall draw you infinite colours in my chest in your love,on death,in breathing
rain boots of our lie in front of my eyes,closing my eyes to see you lay on wild orchids to guitar me a melody song of arabian peninsula nights
eyes of your crinkle in the end of the solar universe like you can hold the entire storm in those lost little honey brown eyes effortlessly and
for tomorrow hasn't come for you i will wait till tomorrow.
