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Published: 2013-07-07 21:32:34 +0000 UTC; Views: 285; Favourites: 19; Downloads: 0
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A trace of a ghost is left in my sheetsIs it true love when I'm in your backseats?
Someone who was never really there at all
When you speak is it your goal to enthrall?
Whispered words in the yellow early mornin' hue
The skin I feel beneath me is never you
