i love you mae
but
you are sad
un
ree
solved
about the dark ages
if music is timing
i am
offering the space
the white darkness
the wit darkness
the dark
darkness
the chocolate
darkness
maybe
you
you come back
to your senses
may be be
you sing this time
less dark
may be yor unplug
from
your memories
my skin could be
a guitar tuned by
your hands.
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