There is something beautiful on the tip of my tongue,
it cannot be found;
Forever gone, leaving only a trace,
a feeling: dissapointment.
To have a charm, a way with words,
my great vain wish.
There is something beautiful on the tip of my tongue, it cannot be found; Forever gone, leaving only a trace, a feeling: dissapointment. To have a charm, a way with words, my great vain wish. |

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One who lives without love can never truly live... One who embraces love can never truly die... 'kiwi-damnation'
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Satellites and astronauts, tell me there are greater things ahead.
This is a wonderfully insightful piece!
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Satellites and astronauts, tell me there are greater things ahead.
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