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Dream of you

Think of you

Your lips on my mind

Heh, your lips somewhere else.

Mistakes we made

Knew we were making

Words we didn’t listen to,

My conscience from thence forward you are.

My body temperature

The angst

The excitement

The downfall.

Holidays forward,

The summer back.

What more to do

Prove, prove, prove

Point a finger

Do what’s right.

There’s plenty of time for passion.

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