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Kiss
Here I see
Night kiss morning
And no art
Is more healing
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Find your heart
How long
Until I find who I am
I ask myself
Because all I see
Is the girl in the mirror
Skin rough as sandpaper
Brain that does not work
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It's been years
It's been years since I met him
Hair like a wild horse
Eyes like the vines on my house
Heart so big it wraps around my soul
It's been years since he left
In the middle of the night under a star-filled sky