Night time

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Even the orange streetlights
And the cool evening breeze
Makes my heart collapse
And my brain seize

All I know is that one day
The nighttime won't be branded with your name
And I'll be able to breathe in
And not feel poisoned by the memories
Left scattered
In the nighttime wind

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