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The Girl from Paris
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The girl from Paris wrote to me
She misses my kisses
The way our eyes changed colors together
She loved how I talk of searching under the curtain of violet skies looking for a hope that I wouldn’t have to cling to.
She loved that determination and the fine line to desperation was a string that was unattached. She sung to me in a language I didn’t understand but I fell for her anyway
She was the air that was taken from me when her eyes pierced me
Drowning, choking, falling.
Falling.
She misses my kisses
The way our eyes changed colors together
She loved how I talk of searching under the curtain of violet skies looking for a hope that I wouldn’t have to cling to.
She loved that determination and the fine line to desperation was a string that was unattached. She sung to me in a language I didn’t understand but I fell for her anyway
She was the air that was taken from me when her eyes pierced me
Drowning, choking, falling.
Falling.
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