What she don't understand is
Did he had to talk so much
just so he bids good-bye this soon?

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now I'm more fond of that silence
that comes before those three words
from your lips

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She could fix the things she broke;
but, how could she bring the things,
that her tears drowned?

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Somewhere,
from where
he sees me,
is where
he says
he is,
right now.

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... and so,
he started to
think fictional;
also, to write love.

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If not talking
to you could be
like not talking
about you.

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Even when
she was riding him,
she was writing him.

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Yes, she was living with another,
with a past living inside her.

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Both sank however;
now dancing under the water,
without any fear, unstoppable forever.

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These are her sugar coated wine effects,
that his 'morning' recalls and forgets.

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