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The wind blew your name across my chest 

Breathing a warmth that spread like fine whiskey with tears 

Your song whispered In  my head 

And I still miss you

Like a kiss waiting for sweet  lips 

Pieces of your presence hold me again

And I bask in your memory 

That was a long time  before 

Before you found your conscience and your  soul 

And it never mattered I was a piece of shit like you 

Now I've found mine

I guess I should say thanks 

But I miss you more than ever

I can feel you miss me too

Soul kisses on the wind 

The dark mess  was always so beautiful 

My lips would burn for you

Nowhere as burning white

As this heart burning your name into my soul 

My beautiful stain