Dimming the Lights - (breaks)

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and he's there,

seating on the wooden chair in the middle of late night,

waiting for a phone call.  

-  chol texts

those millions of people are shadows

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those millions of people are shadows

they pasts by, save a time,

and,

gone.

-  chol texts

I smell the scents of skin,

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I smell the scents of skin,

saw you walking on  a thick thorns under the black clouds,

knowing you could hurt,

but you still go with it.

- chol texts


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