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Our love was momentary
Like the setting sun of summer
But I never got quiet close enough
To hold on to you for long
Although we found our lips together
Your heart was carefully withheld
And like a wind slipping through my fingers
You were gone before the fall
YOU ARE READING
Rᴇᴍɪɴɪsᴄᴇɴᴄᴇ
Poesía| & like a dream you were gone lining my dusk with your fading laughter
